All cheered as the tarps came tumbling down for the last time. The final roof panels are in place, this historic day, 27 July 2008. We're weathered in! Hallelujah!
When I tucked the boys into bed, one asked, "Mom, have you had a shower yet?"
"No, why, do I stink?"
"No, you just smell like the roof."
"That's the smell of a completed roof, baby. Savor the aroma of exhaustion and joy."
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Sunday noon
Saturday, July 26, 2008
The cupola in a sea of blue and white
Drenched - Saturday 26 July
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Cupola very nearly there
The cupola received the last major touches today. Fascia and flashing are complete. Tomorrow we attend to the last bit of touch-up staining, the final row of roofing screws, a bit of caulk here and there, and window washing. Then we can get back to roofing around the cupola and make the big push on to the west end. Excitement is in the air. We dream fitfully about the long-awaited farewell to the tarps, now so tantalizingly near.
Underground fort denied C.O.
The thrill of the underground fort was dampened by the report that it does not receive a Certificate of Occupancy. Our experienced and knowledgeable excavations expert deemed the fort to be dangerous. We need to put in additional safety measure to ensure that a cave-in will not occur. The boys are going back to the drawing board.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Big cousin
Our big cousin has come from Tennessee to adventure with us in the Florida woods. The boys are creating an underground fortress, made possible by our sandy soils which give way to shovels and shoulder power. The architects paused in the digging in order to make their own ladder when the hole got too deep to exit without assistance. They've labored tirelessly, extracting sand by the bucket-load as the hole deepens. The work continues tomorrow.
Baby turns 1 - July 2008
The baby turns one. After a birthday breakfast celebration, he was dragged out to the building site for another day at work.
We received the building permit when he was two months, broke ground a few weeks later, and received the FirstDay kit when he was 4 months. We've been building actively for 5 months now (if you subtract two months of overseas travel). We're still hoping to be done by Christmas--some days this seems possible, and other days this seems like a pipe-dream.
Notice now that he's one, the small boy has graduated to the use of shoes.
We received the building permit when he was two months, broke ground a few weeks later, and received the FirstDay kit when he was 4 months. We've been building actively for 5 months now (if you subtract two months of overseas travel). We're still hoping to be done by Christmas--some days this seems possible, and other days this seems like a pipe-dream.
Notice now that he's one, the small boy has graduated to the use of shoes.
Hemming and hawing about the fascia
The fascia has been detailed in theory, held up to scrutiny, discussed and debated to death. For some reason we were all seeing it differently. We tried many versions of white trim at different widths and lengths, gable rake, drip edge, and so on. Here is photo evidence of one attempt to find something that works. By Sunday mid-morning we finally reached agreement--ditch the big white thing. We'll use stained lumber instead with a diminutive white trim at the roof line. Whew.
Wood prep
We are staining and painting the ship lap exterior siding on the ground. We've already sprayed the wood with borate, and are now oiling the back and sides with Chevron Shingle Oil mixed with M-1 (a mildewcide, "proven to be the world's finest & most effective additive by the US Navy" yeah, that sounds a little scary to us too, but all advice points to M-1; however, it's caustic so application should be done with caution--the boys in the picture are applying plain latex paint!).
After the back side is protected with the shingle oil, the rough side of the ship lap gets the stain: Benjamin Moore's "Stonehedge" opaque stain mixed 50/50 with the shingle oil. This is an ubiquitous Florida color that blends nicely with our indigenous landscapes.
Still working on the cupola
The cupola gives up an opportunity to practice the finishing details at a small scale; however, the cupola is also deceiving -- it's so cute, so charming, and only 8'x10', how much time could it consume? Plenty. We've chosen to complete the cupola before we continue the roof. It's much easier to stand on the 1x3 strapping than the slippery metal.
We're staining the wood on the ground for the most part, but demand got ahead of supply. The natural wood on the left is raw shiplap, and the grey on the right is the stain color we are using.
We're staining the wood on the ground for the most part, but demand got ahead of supply. The natural wood on the left is raw shiplap, and the grey on the right is the stain color we are using.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
ooh, ouch, ooh, it's sizzling
Why are we roofing in the height of summer? Who thought this would be a good idea? We slid off the roof at the end of the day, languishing and limp. But we're smiling because we got the NE roof done to the cupola!
Well, there is still a ridge cap to put in place, but it's close.
One of the boys yelled from the ground, "Dad, is that fun?" At that moment, no it is not fun, but it is satisfying.
And a cold water bottle positioned directly above the heart helps keep the ticker moving.
Well, there is still a ridge cap to put in place, but it's close.
One of the boys yelled from the ground, "Dad, is that fun?" At that moment, no it is not fun, but it is satisfying.
And a cold water bottle positioned directly above the heart helps keep the ticker moving.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Cycling
One of our major motivations for building on this site is that we have a great cycling commute into town (when we're not cruising in the gas-guzzling Merc that is, see below). Many look puzzled at the mention of bicycle access, wondering how a bike route could be a prime reason for choosing a home site. But we are no longer seen as eccentric or strange. The price per gallon says it all.
Lightning Strike Returns
Lightning struck one of the pines AGAIN, but this time the surge also took out Pop's 1984 Mercury Grand Marquis. This rates as the most expensive lightning strike to date as the Merc's electrical system had to be repaired at a cost of $650.
We love snaking our way across town on these classic wheels. We're very image conscious, you know. And, yes, those are shower bars masquerading as roof racks. You gotta be a creative-type if you wanna build a First Day Cottage.
We love snaking our way across town on these classic wheels. We're very image conscious, you know. And, yes, those are shower bars masquerading as roof racks. You gotta be a creative-type if you wanna build a First Day Cottage.
Aaahhh, we got a few panels up!
At last, the sun broke through and we got a few roof panels up. The south-east side is completed up to the cupola. Tomorrow we''ll work on the north-east side, then put the ship lap siding on the cupola before we continue westward. Now, we know that if you look closely, you may notice a few flaws in our roofing results, but hopefully the harsh glare of the Florida sun will obscure the imperfections.
Take a break - it's raining
It was spitting rain throughout the day. The kids enjoy an excuse to romp in the elements, but the adults watch with frustration as moisture muscles its way through the tongue and groove.
Storm's coming
Roofing during the summer is fraught with a continual seeping from the heavens. As soon as we pull the tarps back, mother nature seizes the opportunity to anoint the raw lumber with her gift of precipitation.
Friday, July 11, 2008
We have a dumpster
It's a real building site now. We have a dumpster. Fortunately, we have generated very little refuse to date, but it now seems useful to have a place to put the stuff we can't save or reuse.
Bess beetles
Flashing the cupola
Testing exterior wood stains
We plan to mix Chevron Shingle Oil with a solid color stain to treat the exterior ship lap. Here we are test-staining a few boards with a weathered blue-gray look.
Summertime... and the living is... HOT
Monday, July 7, 2008
Lightning Strike
A storm surged into town recently, and lightning struck two tall pines near the house. That's powerful stuff, as we observed from a mere 40 feet away. After a shocking explosion, pine bark confetti flew all over the place, and the scent of burning wood filled the air.
Mosquitoes and other pests
The down side of being in the sultry tropics is that we have creatures clamoring to suck our blood: ticks, chiggers (mites), fire ants, horse flies, and mosquitoes are the Florida Big Five. If you come to visit our wilderness lodge, chances are that you'll return home with more than just a suntan. That little itch could be telling you something.
The smell of sawdust
We will forever remember the fresh smell of fresh wood and sawdust. Everyone who comes to visit comments on how good the house smells!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
A good day for creatures
Summertime brings big fun for boys on the hunt for creatures. We've seen walking sticks mating (everywhere), fence post lizards laying eggs, gopher tortoise, millipedes, giant ants, beetles, and larvae of all kinds.
We also have a Carolina wren feeding her babies in one of our boxes. They peep and cheep urgently whenever we pass by, but the boys don't want the babies to imprint on humans, so we steer clear and let the mother feed the chicks herself as nature intended.
Windows all in
The windows are all in. But no rest for the weary, now it's back to the roof. Gotta get rid of those tarps.
View from the indoors is looking a bit more finished. We moved inside the remaining tongue and groove that will be used for interior walls. It was getting damp outside under sun-scorched tarps with daily summer showers.
View from the indoors is looking a bit more finished. We moved inside the remaining tongue and groove that will be used for interior walls. It was getting damp outside under sun-scorched tarps with daily summer showers.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Building on the 4th of July
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
eewww - decapitation
We had an injury at the building site today. The baby was playing with a lively grasshopper, when all of a sudden chubby fingers closed in on the unlucky insect. Like a flash, the hand went to the mouth, and when the hand was removed, the grasshopper's head remained skewered on the only two teeth in baby's mouth....eeewwww. Before I realized what was happening, I got a picture of the guts hanging out of his mouth. Was baby perturbed? Not in the least!
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