Horseradish Hill Homestead
Saturday, June 14, 2008
She's a Brick House
Hello All,
Camp season is starting, staff training has begun, and so all the house projects I've been frantically trying to set up to run on auto pilot will have to kick in to J-less mode for a couple of months, with a few rare hours to put in here and there.
I definitely have the best job at camp, though. I run expeditions for the older campers - canoe and hiking trips in the Adirondacks. Mostly I'll be spending the summer "out there" in the backcountry, bringing the cherubs through and letting nature heal as she usually does.
It's an impossibly exhausting season, two months of 17 hour days, 6 days a week, but at least I'll be in my natural habitat and guiding our fine young cannibals safely through the wilds, both without and within.
I told Andi I'd take off one row of boards around the house within the next couple of weeks, the last step before the cellulose blowing machines come in, and so tonight, fresh from three days with my new staff in the course area we'll be using, I pry off a long board like he taught me. Quite exciting each time a nail would come loose and a whole few inches of board would come free, up until at last the whole thing came down on me. Aw, sukey sukey.
Here's what I found:
Rough brick and mortar between the frame. How'z about that? This old house always did feel tighter than just hollow timbers.
Reminds me of Ralph Waldo Emerson:
"What lies behind us, and what lies before us, are tiny matters compared to what lies within us."
About a week ago four blueberries on one bush were deemed pickable, so the three of us ceremoniously did so, one a piece and two for Munga Mama, 'cause she's mad hot like that. Good stuff, Maynard.
Bees are all over the place, both hives. Everything's in bloom, so I guess they're makin' honey while the nectar is good. Eat hearty my lovelies.
Thanks for all your kind words and encouraging comments. After a goodly convo with my (what's now a restoration) project guru Andi, I'm all the way into bringing back the wood exterior, a great ship lap job I'm assured is very strong and long lived. Andi kills me; he told me about a couple of "Old Men in the Woods" he knows who use used motor oil to stain their wood siding. "The solution to pollution is dilution," says he, and it makes for a textured streaky look. I dunno if we'll do all that, but I thought it was a trippy concept all the same.
Guess you've heard the tale a hundred times, and here I am with it again...the thing started off as a little prudent insulation, now I'm back into another episode of Look Who's In Way Over His Head. The acting is clumsy but it's got a good laugh track.
If I don't log until September, you'll know why.
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Posted by morningsunshine
oh, we play that episode around here WAY TOO OFTEN!!! and it is always me that gets it started. dh did one time, and he has learned his lesson - he stays FAR away from home projects. I guess I am not so wise as he!
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