Garden shed VI

 

Last Friday's goal:

put those PABCO Premier shingles on the roof.

 

 

Getting started.

He hit his thumb with the waffle-head hammer not once,

not twice, but three times. Ouch!

 

 

 

At the end of the day, roofed and two windows are in!

 

 

 

Putting the cap on the peak. Hammer scored one more.

 

 

 

Ready for the arched window.

 

 

 

Little shed's looking nice.

 

 

Next: doors...

 

 



Garden shed V

 

At last, my opportunity to contribute to the cause:

facial and trim boards need to be painted.

Soldier on, Kim.

 

 

Friday morning before heading to work I took in the views.

 

 

Friday evening after work: trusses are up!

 

 

Numbered for correct placing.

 

 

Saturday morning, getting ready for more sheeting.

Dean's here to help again.

 

 

At the end if a very wet day.

 

 

Sunday, tar paper.

 

 

Fearless husband sawing at the peak.

 

 

Putting up those freshly painted boards.

 

 

Don't they look good?

 

 

Dean here once again to help cover the roof.

 

 

Now we have a black box with white trim.

 

 

Next weekend... roofing.

 

Garden Shed IV

 

The IRS came through right on time.

Dale was ready to buy materials for framing the walls

and in Thursday's mail... refund check!

 



Friday morning early... off to the lumber store.

The sill plates were measured, drilled and put in place.

 

 

Assembly in his shop.

He loves the saw he found on Craig's List!

 

 

 

Brother Dean helps move the front wall into place.

 

 

Can you see a red door and 9-pane windows?

Window boxes and flower pots along the front?

A hummingbird feeder between the windows?

A comfy chair for basking in the morning sun?

 

 

Nailing down the back wall.

 

 

A brother's help is much appreciated.

(Lord knows Kim couldn't haul a wall!)

 

 

 

 

Three walls up!

 

 

It snowed again Saturday night and freezing rain iced things up,

but Dean came the next morning to help with the big end wall.

 

 

It just fit through the garage door.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Someone said it looked like a church window.

Hmmm... my new quiet place?

 

Garden shed III

 

Dale didn't always do well in school.

A teacher once told him that he'd never amount
to anything more than a "ditch digger."

His father thought doing farm chores was more important than homework,

but it was his dad who put him to work on a tractor at the age of five.

The teacher's words were prophetic, but a construction career
of digging ditches and moving dirt with equipment small and very large
wasn't the demeaning occupation she meant it to be.
Shame on his teacher.

With the foundation done,
the underground utilities and drain system can go in.
We all know that construction = a mess, don't we?
Thankfully, no digging had to be done
 through the flower bed.

The power and phone to the garden shed will tie in at Dale's shop.

Putting an iris rhizome back in the ground.

 

Everything's cleaned up here.

 

 

 

Sewer pipe makes excellent drain pipe.

Connections are glued together; plant roots

can't grow into it and plug things up.

 

 

Before daylight this morning he started the last of the ditch.

Kim got to help, holding the electrical conduit in place.

 

 

 

Backfilling the ditch.

 

 

The dirt will settle under the sod.

 

Wired! And ready for downspouts.

 

 

More to come... when the IRS sends our refund check.