The week following completion of the frame was filled with wall creation. I was not on hand to witness this as I was frolicking in Prince Edward Island with our friends Gay and Arnold. WW was too busy construction to come along, alas, but I had a great time and lots of lobster, blueberries, oysters, clams and mussels. Gay is a great hunter-gatherer.
When I returned after a lovely week away, progress had been made. Walls were appearing and the roof was going on at a great clip. My first view after returning was this:
Looking a lot like a house, wearing its moisture barrier
and developing what can only be called walls,
the house has begun to be a house.
As I explained in an earlier post, the walls and ceiling/roof are being made of SIPs or structural insulated panels. WW had laboured mightly sanding and staining the inside (plywood) surfaces of these. The ones stained white came our very nicely, but the blue we had chosen proved, in the clear light of day, to be less successful. We call it Regrettable Blue. Wallpaper or paint may be in our future. It looked like this:
Our bedroom taking shape. Alas for the
Regrettable Blue on the walls.
Regrettable Blue on the walls.
The box that will be our home is almost entirely closed in.
That opening at the bottom is the basement door.
That opening at the bottom is the basement door.
Access to the deck, bearing all manner of tools and equipment
is via this hole in the wall.
is via this hole in the wall.
Putting up one of the roof SIPs.
Just as the roof was reaching completion, WW was called away to an important fishing long weekend. Nothing daunted, Eric and Matt soldiered on. I went down to see what progress at shortly after 4 p.m., carrying a bottle of prosecco (we had failed to lay in champagne) and found the lads having a beer. And with justice! The roof was done!
As the wine I had was bubbly but Italian, we toasted the house and made offerings to Lares and Pinates, pouring generous libations over the hearth. Eric and Matt gamely joined in, though I suspect prosecco and beer is not a good match. Still, we hope the household gods will be on our side and bring prosperity and comfort to our little house.
Last few bits to finish the roof. Dormers have taken shape.
Eventually, the whole thing becomes a lovely snug closed-in box. Then...
Eventually, the whole thing becomes a lovely snug closed-in box. Then...
...they cut holes in it.
The view as one walks down the hill is changing by the minute.
Cedar siding is appearing.
All is ready for windows and doors.
The windows have temporary covers to keep the weather out.
Our living room is a workshop. The smell of pine is intoxicating.
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