Yes, it has been 1388 days since we started the Knotty Pine Purge. But who's counting?
Today started off auspiciously:
Today Eric installed the new culvert in the drainage ditch that divides our property in two. With the building of Highway 30 and the drainage work that was done earlier this year, our old culvert was removed last February. Now that the soy is cut and our field is accessible again, the new 25 foot-long and 5' diameter pipe could be placed:
Here's the back field:
Walking back to the house, I captured this shot:
phragmite grass is as beautiful as it is annoying. Short of using napalm, we can't get rid of it, so we might as well sit back and enjoy it.
Here's a view of the sun setting behind the house:
And if that progress wasn't enough, Eric started work on the final (well, not final, but getting there...) stage of our upstairs renovations.
Sadev, and the hardware has been sitting in a huge tube in the living room for the past 3 years.
Part of what makes this work challenging is the fact Eric is working at critical part of our house. The unfinished wall you see in the above photo is the old exterior of the original house which has already been butchered by previous owners. Also, the door leading to the bedroom is not a standard size, and to top things off, it's located right beside the stair and close to the chimney. It's like a trifecta, a perfect storm of sorts, where more head-scratching, planning and procrastination are needed to fix the various issues.
Of course, the fact we're using a product like the Sadev sliding door rail compounds things even more. By this point in my life, I don't think we're complicating things, I know we're complicating things. But when that door is finally rolling on smooth stainless rollers, I'm convinced we will have made the right decision. I say that with the ease of someone who hasn't had their knuckles ground off against rough-hewn wood, of course.
Eric, who over-engineers something fierce, set about putting up a frame composed of 5"x5" BC fir. The beams need to fit squarely against the original structure of the house, which, being about 170 years old, calls for some fiddly framing work:
Again, we can't laud the Fein MultiMaster enough. We actually hold it and shake our heads in dismay, wondering why we didn't buy it earlier. We'd probably be finished our renovations by now, come to think of it...
Here's another view of the ensemble, where I'm letting it all hang out, so you can get a good impression of the hovel we somehow manage to thrive in:
Anyhow, we still have a way to go before finishing the upstairs, but the start is made, and Eric is back into the swing of things.
Hopefully, my next report won't be 1388 days in the making.
As Eric likes to muse, "This is not a race, it's a marathon".
Truer words have never been spoken.