The merger of old and new is beginning to look more natural here in this view from the back. The framing feels like it is going on forever. There has been stormy weather and high turnover among the framing contractor’s crew. Plus, this is a complicated job. There are several small roofs with smaller trusses and then a large roof with trusses requiring a crane to cover an open area two stories high. The crane arrives today or tomorrow. Then, the trusses can be covered with plywood and felt, and the finished profile will emerge.
It took Buck two years to design this addition to our cabin in the woods. He dreamed on paper and now it is rising from the ground. It is not a “turn-key” job. He figured and figured and figured. He is the architect, contractor, sweeper, leak fixer and dreamer-in-chief. My theme song for Buck is John Denver’s “What One Man Can Do.”
The task of linking old and new feels impossible some days. The old screened porch will become a foyer and dining room. The fellow below had to wreak a little havoc to help us make that happen.
Richard arrived yesterday, full of good cheer and personality. But the vibration of his jack hammer knocking off the stone ribbon and concrete block step from the former screened porch rattled our ancient tooth fillings. Buck and I went to lunch and left Richard to his enthusiastic destruction.