Watching Neal finish up the exterior reminds me of beading. Little tiny beads, sewn on one by one - and eventually, the piece is done.
His coup-de-grace is the hand-split shingles on the gable ends of the house. The cedar is from our land. To see it, you'd think it was a black burnt lump on the ground. But when split, the beautiful old-growth wood comes to light.
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| Wacking it with the fro |
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| Splitting a shake off |
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| He'll trim up the edges, and then they're ready to use. |
These are the store-bought version, cut to a fixed dimension. Here he is, finishing up the last of the second story siding. We've trimmed the windows and doors with cedar also.
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