Ah, the sweet, slightly charred smell of roofing tar, the quintessential smell of summer! It's been drifting through the building all day, as our roof finally receives the attention it desperately needs.
We've had a persistent leak for several years, one that stays mostly hidden, as the water comes down the walls inside a storage closet.
The storage closet that holds our check stock.
One hopes this will finally fix things, at least until the sun and time crack the seal and we start over again.
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