He hopped in the car on a camping air mattress. I take my paints and Barry takes his electric kit and we're hell bent for Woodside!


Once at Filoli, we pick a spot under the giant magnolia and I get to work on connecting the wiring and painting the legs and underbelly. Bob Phillips and Doria Suma drop by to see Percy's pal and to let me know I've got a smudge of paint on my face.

But when the morning light hits the glass, I have to admit our baby goose is pretty splendid! 

Now where did I put my wellies? We'll be in rainy London this time tomorrow!
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A few of the tiles fell off when we moved the bird (which we have referred to by every fowl type from chicken to pigeon over the course of this adventure - I think I like calling it a duck best - it seems so irreverent, somehow). In the early morning I am still tapping at the surface to loosen any likely suspects and re-adhere some of the fallen tiles which will need time to dry before we grout.

Patty to the rescue! And then Marshall too... and then Barry too! These tiles are taking forever. The peacock wasn't ready for the opening last night, but I figure as long as we can get all the tiles on by tonight, there will be a day for the thinset to dry and then tomorrow (Saturday) for grouting and polishing. Oh, and did I tell you Barry and I leave for England on Sunday night after the installation at Filoli? Right after going to an Open Studio party at Ted and Mary Bayer's. Hey - a girl has to have some fun, eh?