It gets confusing—when I walked through the house it was hard to discern what was solid material and what was shadow. The truss picture here makes my point. Near the bottom center is the odd thing; a series of squares punches through the triangles and looks like a mirror reflection of something else entirely.
Looking down on the patio area where shadows take center stage.
Kim had to ride the boom into an oak tree in order to free up a truss that got snagged on an old dead branch.
Time off for a day. Tomorrow is Independence Day here in the US. Hang up your belt and hat and go watch a fireworks show at Bass Lake.