This with the bathroom is exciting. I can now see the ground and plumbing underneath. Will showed me how termites eat. They were once here, and then, they left. It seems they know not to eat load-bearing wood, or at least "my" termites did. That makes sense. Otherwise the structure would tumble down on them, so there are lovely little channels in some of the wood, but the pieces that matter were intact. I think there is some symbolism there, though in the moment I can't capture it. I know if Stanley Kunitz were still alive, he would write a wonderful poem about it, but for now, I'm excited to "live in the layers", which is a little easier to envision when I can literally see the air and ground under my house.