When the doorbell rang, John opened the door and said, “Bob the Builder!  Come in.”

Bob, otherwise known as neighbor Bob, had come over to install two solar tubes.  John and I fell in love with the concept after seeing homes of two classmates in Oklahoma and Arizona.  Our friends used these tubes in dark hallways, kitchens, and baths.  Our kitchen was shadowed by the back porch, and the interior bathroom had no natural light at all.  I’m convinced Bob can do anything he sets his mind to.  He was everywhere – on the roof, in the attic, and on a ladder inside.  Being experienced with construction, he measured very carefully and went about the job confidently.

I took a photo of him as he put the clear cap on the roof.

The rest of the afternoon I kept going to look at the kitchen and bathroom to see the light flooding in.   Below is the interior bathroom lit only by the solar tube.

 

While the sun was high, the flat disc in the ceiling looked like a spotlight in the kitchen.  Later there was just a soft glow.

Logan appeared shortly after his dad started working.  I asked why he wasn’t in school, and he said saucily, “I’m taking a day off.”

John had the more likely story from Bob.  Logan had an earache during the night.  Old man and little boy played checkers for the first time together while Bob worked.  It reminded me of all the times John patiently played with our grandsons.  At least today, John had the edge on Logan.