A New Dimension

The site has a new poster boy :-). This is Ed signing in after several invitations from the head site mistress.

We have a new dimension on our first building. The second story has started and my mind has turned over once again. As Fran says, people don't necessarily read blueprints all that well. It's taller than I had imagined even though I knew the dimensions.

Brad, Chris and Scotty have just raised the North side of the new second story. Notice that it's not as wide as the first story. In fact it's a weird story. A three foot storage space on Brad's side and another three foot space on Scotty's side, that's all there is. We are leading into this year's version of the outdoor sleeping area where Scotty and Erin are sitting. Our friends raise their eyebrows when we tell them our square footage (815 sq. ft.) and follow that with the assertion, "Don't worry, it sleeps twelve."

Frances has been doing most of the camera work, so you don't see her in very many of the pictures. She's really always there. The next shot is a proof of presence shot. That's her.... The hole in the wall, according to Brad, is a cat door. Fran says its to run wood through when we need to cut something on the chop saw that's inside the tool shed. The photo of Fran is decidedly not official, however, because she doesn't have her hard hat on.

We have a relatively well organized construction site which, nonetheless, looks somewhat like a mess. Back in one corner of the property we have our tent trailer set up with its new awning simulating a back porch. I was kidding with the neighbor about trailer trash moving into the neighborhood. The project is becoming a neighborhood center. Fred Gisler pops over from time to time because he is fascinated with what Brad is doing. Our neighbors to the north, Rose, Eric, Ben the wonder kid, and baby Timothy stop over from time to time. Eric took a bunch of photos using a remote flash unit he hung from the joists. Dianne, our neighbor to the south, is on site one or more times per day to get advice from Brad on projects of her own. Her son has been doing some work for Brad. And Judy, the recipient of the trailer trash comment, peers over whenever she is home, usually offering up a cheery hello. One of our reasons for liking this site is its community feel and community is happening. Other members of the Cork and Grace Lane cul de sac have stopped by to routinely check us out. One in particular, whose name is John Carlson, errrrr, Jim Sundstrom, errrrr, I can't believe I have mis-introduced him to other folks at least five times, has become my memory nemisis. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to mind too much.