Look at this! Two weeks in a row. Maybe I’m on to something. This weekend was a good one, not an easy one, but a good one. Chase and Dad finished up the treads and risers on the stairs, gluing the finally piece down Sunday.
Dont get me wrong. It took a lot of tricky cutting from Chase on Saturday to get that last tread down to make that gratifying moment possible on Sunday. The last tread butts up to the floor beam, but not flush, because that would be easy. There was a small piece that can be seen from the outside of the beam, so Chase scribed the tread and the beam to fit together. That part he can make happen, it takes some serious measuring but he’s gotta pretty handy at that work over the past few years. The hard part is fitting that tread under the beam all while fitting the other end right against the skirt board. Honestly there was a lot of frustration that came along with that tread and some serious little adjustments, most of it not pictured, because as you can imagine having my camera up in front of your face while your trying to do something difficult isn’t the most enjoyable thing. (Sometimes I don’t pick up on that until a little too late, sorry babe. Thanks for forgiving me, always)
In the end he got it in, and made it look easy, per the usual. Meanwhile I worked on the bathroom layouts, which continue to change.
Sunday the snow fell and made me long for the slow days of sitting by the wood stove. Seeing the steps come together already makes the log part inside start to feel like a house and less like a barn. I know I have quite a few big projects to share, like the addition and the porch. I’m working on those. Until then I’ll keep up these little weekend wrap ups. Hope y’all enjoy them, even in their incompleteness and kinda a mess structure. Such is the way of a remodel, so I guess documenting the story shouldn’t be any different.
Meanwhile under the stairs...
The Tricky Tread.
...and the hole it needs to fit in.
per the usual, the scribe master comes through in the end.
Wouldn’t even know that was a tricky tread.
Look mom, no ladders!
that degree in body work still in use
thank goodness for this old fisher stove.
Until next time // Selene Faye
HAND HEWN LIVING