That said, we've got work to do here and so my hubby is hard at it with a crew of friends and relatives.
First off, we took down the old deck on the front of the house.
After the demolition:
However, we've had to interrupt the deck work in order to re-roof the house during a spell of dry and sunny weather.
Here's the start of the operation -- taking down about a bajillion cedar shingles on a very steeply pitched roof
That's right -- no one wanted a safety harness. At times, I just couldn't look.
This is my favorite pic of the roofing party:
|The little helpers.|
One discarded shingle at a time, they helped to fill the trailer. Anthony, in yellow, is 6 years old. Casey, in blue, is 4 years old. Casey (who is my grandson) eventually asked me if he could have a pair of "glubs" for his hands. I smothered a smile and turned to fetch a pair from the front yard. Casey trotted after me, yelling over his shoulder, "One second, I go get glubs!" He was very proud of himself that evening.
More to come!