Saturday, July 16, 2016

Basement rooms!

Do you see what I see??


Just a little studly...



The Hubs teaching The Girl how to screw the wall stud in place




Very studly.



The wall pictured above will be between the utility area and The Boy's bedroom.  Miiiight have to move the saw and lumber at some point.



Thursday, July 7, 2016

Ketchup

I'm still here!  Promise!

I realize that I never showed off the completed main staircase --   she still had a hockey smile when I last posted.  Well, she is mighty perty now.  See?




Of course, I've already managed to slip and dislocate a toe, but that's not the fault of the lovely stairs.  It was the ninjas that attacked me early in the morning before I was fully awake.  That's who I'm blaming.

Besides the stairs (which have been completed for months now), we've had a few new house-build developments, but they aren't as photogenic as those shiny new stairs.  The Bob relocated a copper water pipe that he'd inadvertently put in the way of a future wall in the basement, added an external faucet (he calls it a hydrant; whatever) for watering our nonexistent lawn or flowers, and he reinforced a support beam that had decided to twist a tiny bit.  Tots importante, but not photo-worthy, really.  Those basement bedrooms are on the horizon.  I can feel it.  And you can bet I'll photograph the flyin' heck out of that process.  It'll be just like the old days.

To tide you over until then, here's some spring/early summer photos of At Home In Logs Land:

The great rhubarb massacre of 2016. 

 My parents went on a 3 week (!) trip to the Canadian Maritimes and left me in charge of the garden.  Mostly, that just involved watering.  For. Hours.  But, asparagus & rhubarb were in season and I grabbed the ol' machete and went to town.  

I picked so much rhubarb that I ended up begging friends to take it off my hands.  They have three long beds of rhubarb, after all, and a girl can only freeze just so much.


ONE hacking -- er, picking -- yielded 24 cups of diced rhubarb.  THREE WEEKS OF THIS.


The Boy & The Girl enjoying the first full day of summer vacation 


June 30th shot of my father's garden.


4th of July revelry with the Utica cousins

I'm sure we have done other cool things...  actually, probably not.   Not YET.  I am still in the optimistic phase of summer when I think we'll follow through on planning and executing horizon-expanding trips and wacky memory-making fun.  This is the year!

It'll be great.  You'll see.




Wednesday, March 16, 2016

Sweet Sweet Syrup Season!

It's about that time!  Y'all ready for this?

*cue Jock Jams*

What?  I'm a 90s music kinda gal.

ANYWAY, I really just dropped by to say:

IT'S MAPLE TIME, BABY!

The Boy checks a sap bucket 


The Hubs inspects sap levels before church on Sunday


Yeah, that's about all the snow left, even in the sugar bush!


With such a weird-weather winter, we weren't sure we'd get a syrup season at all this year, but Bob et al tapped on Saturday and it ran a bunch right away.  We might have a sweet spring after all.


Although, there's plenty of sweetness around here anyway:

Oh! The cuteness!!   
My father's sheep cupcakes for his 71st birthday this week.  




Monday, February 22, 2016

My new winter hobby

What, you ask, have I been up to this winter in my home of logs?   Welllll......

Mostly this:


And this:


And this:


And some of this:



Okay, some of this as well:





Aannnd, even some of this:







But mostly just sitting in front of the fire.  It is sublime.  If I had to pick a favorite part of this logaliciousness, it quite possibly would be that fireplace.  

I love it.  So.  Much.

You should come over and hang out with me in front of the fire.  It's super fun.   As long as you don't need me to pay attention to you.   And you don't mind my snoring. .

What?  I'm old.

Monday, January 18, 2016

More stairs



All but three steps are done! I've never appreciated how smooth and quiet nice stairs are!





Monday, December 14, 2015

Metaphor

I have one beautiful, lovely, gorgeous step:

 metaphors and aphorisms abound

Bob was trying out the durability of the construction adhesive on one stair tread/riser combination before he did the whole flight of stairs.  But it's the most pertyist step you ever did see!

Pretty soon I'll be walking up and down just to experience the pure staircase perfection.  Who needs exercise equipment?!   Okay, me, but that's not the point.

Stairs.  Well, stair.  But soon: stairs.

The End.