It's been awhile since I've posted a house update. The builder is done and it's back in our hands. Which is both exciting and a little frightening. We're doing okay so far though. I for one am sore and tired but that's the feeling of accomplishment right?
So there's your update. Thanks for asking for it. It means a lot to us that people are excited for us. We hope this home will be a welcoming place for all of you. We planned a lot of it with you, our friends and family, in mind.
Without further ado, here's the progress on the ranch...homestead...cabin...we haven't decided what to call it yet?
It looks like a tornado hit our front yard. Not to worry, just several months of construction that's all. If you look at the peak of the front porch, you'll see what color the logs will be when we finish staining.
This is the deck near the dining room.
Back of the house. The chimney will be rock.
That pile of lumber...I spent the day sorting it so we knew what we had left to work with and what we could get rid of. I separated, stacked, burned scraps. Ironically, it still looks a lot like that. Ugh!
The inside is still essentially a shell. The framing is up. The plumber, electrician, etc will hopefully get in (and out) in the next few weeks so we can start with dry wall and flooring.
So there's your update. Thanks for asking for it. It means a lot to us that people are excited for us. We hope this home will be a welcoming place for all of you. We planned a lot of it with you, our friends and family, in mind.
11:55 AM
Hi Kimmy!
It looks awesome! We are so happy for you! :)
love,
Heather
1:22 PM
3:58 PM
8:58 AM
wow how beautiful! i love it!
spring
The Cabin
Out on the isle, called Beaver Isle,
Which lies in little Noggle Lake.
The logs were in a messy pile--
Those beavered logs. The roughest style
Of shelter, I proposed to make.
The clean white snow, blankets the ground,
The glowing orb, shines bright at noon,
The robins now are all around,
Other birds fill the air with sound,
Showing winter will be gone soon.
The lilacs fill the fragrant air
With sweet perfume. The noisy din
Of our feathered friends fills the air.
The spring weather now is quite fair,
And with the sweet and warm west wind,
The Quaking Aspen's leaves will shake,
The Hemlock's fragrance sweetly drifts,
The ferns, a swaying carpet make,
And out upon the clear blue lake,
A homemade raft it sets adrift.
In June, the Lady Slippers bloom,
The blueberries ripen then too.
In starry plains shines full the moon,
Swimming beaver dive with a boom,
Waiting for the gathering crew.
The cabin rose slowly at first,
When cutting lengths, no progress seen,
But then into the skyline burst,
To ward off weather when adverse,
Appeared that silver tin roof sheen.
This cabin still is unfinished,
But if this summer provides time,
I hope I can out there exist,
And make it the weather resist,
Then call, cabin and island--mine.
Keith G. Calkins
3:08 PM
I vote for 'Lodge'. It goes well with 'your new last name' and has that air of serenity and vacationy-goodness that the place will be sure to exude. Of course, if you drop the "it" it becomes the "ahem" Lodge, so you might wanna be careful with that.
I must admit to having (mis)read your chimney caption as "Back of the house. The chimney will rock." Not sure which version I like better.
Way to go!
Tim "impressed" James
3:08 PM
I definitely say the "new last name" Home has really come along way since it's beginnings. Keep up the good work.
Tim Crippen