In WISE we read the poem "TWO TRAMPS IN THE MUD" and were asked to make connections to our project.

A line that I connected with in this poem is "But if you so much as dare to speak, A cloud comes over the sunlight arch, A wind/ comes off a frozen peak, And you're two months back in the middle of March."
It seems like in this project every time I take one step forward there is always an obstacle that sets me back two steps. For example, I just found out that due to the design of my mudroom and the window panels I bought, the air collector box will not be as efficient as it could be. Some of the air will not flow into the mudroom, and will end up in a pocket in the corner. So that's stressful.

Also at the end of the poem I connected with the line "...As that I had no right to play With what was another man's work for gain."
What I am doing now for my project is purely avocational, whereas other people have to do this for a living. I don't think that they would hate me for it. In fact the person who is working with me, Bill Goodhew, does this for a living, and I'm pretty sure (hopefully) that he enjoys working with me.