--it seemed like a good idea at the time . . .

Friday, 8 February 2013

Still Life With Blizzard


Pete the intrepid photographer went slipping around the back roads today before the blizzard got too bad (we are expecting 24-48 inches plus high winds) and took some great photos of the ‘hood, and of Barney’s cabin.

Here’s what you see on the road just south of the cabin.  This farm is over 1,000 acres and picturesque from any angle.  The main house is on this road, though, and the Scottish longhairs or whatever they’re called always hang out close to the family manse.

And to the north we have the reservoir, no longer used by maintained by the state for boating and fishing as part of the state forest.




 And here’s Barney’s cabin with a WINDOW in it!  Knock me over with a feather!!!  Loft!  Loft!  Loft!  Loft!



Pete is not amused with the speed of renovations, but it is almost a completely protected structure now so that’s a big step.  When it stops snowing I will venture up there to see what’s what.  Hopefully the roof will hold out!  (It should—Ev has built it to withstand the Spanish Armada . . . )

Saturday, 2 February 2013

Inching Along

Pete came by to take some photos today--he liked the afternoon light--but said he did not notice any changes from the last time he was there.  But you, gentle reader, will notice that the peak now has framing for the window, and it appears as though Ev's 10" interior beam is entirely installed around the perimeter.   The side door and the electric service cannot be far behind.

In a way, not much has changed except the lighting, and the raising of the temperature by about 2 degrees to a whopping 19, and of course Pete's photographic skills, but  . . . I dunno . . . it sort of looks almost like it might not fall down now . . . doesn't it?


Tomorrow Dave and I will go looking for the pair of bald eagles that the Selectman spotted just upstream from the cabin, by the reservoir.  If I see bald eagles by Barney's cabin . . . .well, I think that that will make up for some of the construction despair.