Chris' nose is back to the grindstone. Here he drills holes in the concrete for studs to hold the sill plates of his future workshop. We are excited to finally get a start on this part of our homestead. I suspect that, to Chris, his workshop and his tools and his projects are much more important than the house itself.
We've been watching the weather nervously because although visually we have had a roof on the house for a couple of weeks ... it still leaked like a sieve when the sky let loose any falling rain or snow that might melt down upon us. So we rejoiced when the roofer arrived with his two young sure footed assistants to put the first layer of sticky tar-oozzy stuff on the exposed SIPs ... ensuring a dry interior no matter what the heavens may unleash on us ... of course, there is still the matter of no windows ... but that will be taken care of shortly.
Chris studies the manual for a new "button stapler" which will be used to attach the Tyvek to the walls of the house very soon. Meanwhile, I have more important things to do ... namely trying to get a set of socks done that have been occupying my knitting needles for a very long time. Yesterday we payed our second visit to the Salida Middle School ... a couple of weeks ago we played nyckelharpa for the fifth graders ... this time the sixth graders got the same treatment. They have a pretty adventurous music teacher at the school who encountered us at the Farmers Market earlier in the season.
Not to be missed is the daily parade of amazing clouds. I was transfixed by these horsetails (cirrus) wafting by.
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