There is progress on the
house! Demolition is complete. All of the old (er, new) flooring has been
removed and we can see the original tongue and groove which we will soon
refinish. More importantly, the Cancerous Growth has been removed! We can now
see the façade of the house as it was meant to be. Removal of said C.G.
revealed the stone foundation, along with a corner-stone carved by hand with
the initials of the original owner and the date, 1886. This is a later date
than we were originally told, but after doing a bit of historical research we
had begun to be suspicious of the veracity of the family lore handed down to us
by the previous owner. Still, 1886 is old enough! And we were thrilled to
uncover some history.
Anyway. Removing the
addition has relieved the weird lopsided-ness of the house, but now we can see
daylight through the wall where the kitchen will be. There was no salvageable
siding under the plaster. So the front of the house must be sided pronto.
This has been a bit of
an issue for us. We have opinions on siding. Our opinions being that wood, and
only wood, is an acceptable material for siding a home. And real stone, and
brick. I hate vinyl siding with a deep and abiding passion. However, we do not
have the *ahem* resources to side the house with cedar lap at this time, and
the house must be sided. So, we are going to use Smartside, which is a wood
composite. I am terrified that I will hate it. And part of me feels like I have
betrayed some deeply held principle. But there it is. It must be done. The
siding goes up today.
Other than that: The new
rooms are framed. We are plumbed. Devin will be putting in insulation in the
next few weeks and then sheetrock!
We went up this weekend
to “get some work done,” which really means mow. It was a pristine early
September day (have I told you how much I love September?), but a frustrating
trip because something is wrong with the mower. So Devin spent several
unprofitable hours tinkering with the John Deere, while I hacked away at an old
“flower” bed in preparation for a new perennial garden I hope to plant. I
managed to save a bag full of iris tubers, but mainly succeeded in damaging my
back as I hacked through a fierce web of mature weed roots. All in all I cleared
out a little square about three feet by three feet. The bed runs for thirty
feet along the road.
There is so much work to
be done. It is so good for me. I am so tired.
Ah! Those trees! 1886! this is all so marvelous. I want to come pull weeds with you while our children run around in that open green space but I should probably just tackle the ivy in my own back yard.
ReplyDeleteYes PLEASE come! And I do hope our children will frolic in the grasses some day.
ReplyDeleteSounds wonderful and you know we would really love to help out-
DeleteI want to have my kids come and weed for you while I frolic! Or sleep in a hammock in the shade.
ReplyDeleteThat sounds pretty sweet, too Julie :) will y'all be at the MLA conference in Vancouver this winter?
DeleteAh, the adventure we began 30 years ago...May you be as happy...(although home schooling sounds way too hard).
ReplyDeleteBabette: Thank you for the well wishes. I most certainly have thought of your Windedale Porchscape as we have embarked on this venture!
ReplyDeleteJulie: The best idea yet! Looking forward to the time Hugo can weed or haul some wood for me. Right now he "helps" by picking all the tiny green tomatoes. He brings them to me with such adorable pride and delight that I cannot be upset. Hattie, on the other hand, is becoming a very proficient helper. ...Still working on the difference between weeds and non-weeds.