Day 3074 A tale of two men.

14th January 2026

A man from the water company came to change the meter, I had no idea where the meter was housed, but the man said it would be in the crawl space.

I’m sure to most places that would be an easy place to get to, but for us it meant clearing out a closet. That happened to be mine, the floor was covered with clothes, my clothes. I had no idea I had that many, of course there was the spring, summer and autumn wear stashed away for the duration. 

After moving all that stuff the man could do his task.

Earlier I had called Henry to find out when I could visit him, we agreed that later today would be good for him. 

Driving back to his place was like old times, snow was lightly falling as I arrived at the entrance to his drive. I’m sure after a heavy fall of snow this road through the woods would be impossible to navigate, but Henry has said he likes the solitude.

I pulled up to his studio, there were large grey waves on the big lake, everything looked bleak and cold, but that mass of water was powerful.

Henry greeted me as I climbed the stairs, he was excited to show me the finished rooms with the furniture installed, and they did look good.

Then it was down to his studio, I called it the ideas factory, because that is what it looked like.

Certainly not an architectural masterpiece, and he liked the new name. He is into ceramics, and some of it looks amazing, but he seems to have lots of things on the go, for a man of his age of eighty, his mind and creativity are sharp and defined.

I certainly am not up to his intellectual level, but I’m fighting to keep up.

I like the man, I enjoy what he does even though I don’t understand everything, his mind is always working

He is heavily involved in the Art prize in Grand Rapids and had contributed to some wild a wacky exhibits,  one included stretching a cable between two high office blocks with several figures hanging from it, in the figures were cameras pointing down, these images were then relayed to a large screen, so people looking up became part of the artwork.

I know I could visit every week, he could open a drawer to another Pandora’s box of intrigue, I can’t wait.