Monday, August 27, 2018

Interior Walls 12

That row of boards at the top of the side walls was incredibly hard to cut and install. So difficult, apparently, that I neglected to take any in-progress shots. Not only did each top edge have to be cut at an angle, I also had to carve out spots on the back side of each board so it would lay flat over the hurricane ties that come down off the rafters and onto the walls. Glad they're done! I immediately moved on to installing boards in the north and east gable peaks.


All of the pieces of tape show me where the studs are underneath. I thought I would have a permanent map of them in my brain but, it turns out, as soon as I install the wall boards, I immediately forget what the framing underneath looks like.


Here are some of the odd shapes I cut for the north and east gables.




Once I finish up those gables, I will move onto the south kitchen wall. Ugh--I guess I need to do another huge reorganization project before that can happen!



Also see:
Interior Walls 1
Interior Walls 2
Interior Walls 3
Interior Walls 4
Interior Walls 5
Interior Walls 6
Interior Walls 7
Interior Walls 8
Interior Walls 9
Interior Walls 10
Interior Walls 11
Interior Walls 13
Interior Walls 14
Interior Walls 15


I took a photo of this mushroom I found sitting on my deck because it puzzles me. How did it end up on top of the deck? I didn't put it there. George didn't put it there. What creature would bother to do this?


I was so absorbed in my thoughts about the mushroom that I did not see George under the edge of the deck. Amazing that I did not step on his tail! Did my stumbling around wake him up? Nope, not a bit.


I glanced out the window over my desk at work last Thursday and saw this cutie! She's not a baby any more but she's young enough to still have her spots. No sign of momma.


I snuck out of the building to take some more shots.





Saturday, August 18, 2018

Just George

I have been asked recently for more pictures of George. Housebuilding update will have to wait. Here's the wise old man, George, enjoying his summer.





I love this next photo because it demonstrates why I now call George "my little peanut" instead of "my big boy."