Maggie was unfazed by all the mess and noise of construction. Subs with their blaring boom boxes on five different radio stations didn't bother her a bit. The more distractions the better — made it easier for her to slip and around and steal half-eaten bags of salted pumpkin seed snacks and quench her thirst with a half-drunk Mountain Dew.
In this photo, she is sitting amidst the sawdust on the red-painted concrete floor of what was the old screened porch and is in the process of becoming dining room and foyer. This is where the old part of the house connects with the new.
I ran across this photo, from September 9, 2005, in my Picasa archives. Maggie said "post it. They want more pictures of me."
"Okay, okay. Now, will you get off my foot?"