What's New; What's Gone?

Now you can see...

 a wall with a door framed for the upstairs balcony

...and the outside of that wall covered with foam insulation.

But, what is important from the inside is the beginnings of a floor above the room with a wall so no one will roll out of bed and into the basement.

However,

what is really important in this post

is what you don't see.

What is not in this picture? (It is a picture of the garage looking through the link from the kitchen.)

And, what do you not see here?

Ribfest

They are gone! Well, they are down, anyway. Gone, no, just stacked in a few piles...

...and turned into walls so someone won't roll out of bed and down the stairs.

The hole in the wall upstairs will be the door to the balcony off the bedroom.

Notice the half bucket in the picture.

It is the center of the dome.

And, if you stand there

and look

up:

However,

the second floor

will be in the way so

this will not be the view

once that floor is installed.

The outside view has changed a bit, too:

The white is foam insulation, the dark is about the size of the doors.

Other views that you should recognize:

And, we have a guest room that was not in our plans:

There are at least two hungry mouths to feed, and yes, mamma scolds us every  time she comes in.

Grandma's Kitchen

We had a family reunion at one of the local lakes--I had wanted to attend.

The day before, we took down the rib support system in the house. The lumber and material was scattered hither and yon making the house impassible. So if anyone came to see the domes, they would not be able to get into the house and would only see an apparent pile of debris.

So, if I go the the reunion, I will invite people to come see the house which is a mess. On the other hand, if I stay home and clean up to make the house presentable, there is a chance that no one will come.

I had a surprise waiting in the machine shed just in case anyone came:

What you see from Grandma's house: Swivel chair from the living room; wringer washer; wood stove (over 100 years old); wood cook stove; wood box (hard to see, to the right of the cook stove); table my uncle made; desk from the living room; lamp on the desk (a vivid memory from my youth--I did an art project based on this lamp); chairs around the table; and the bench. The table was about as long as the bench.

Imagine ten children, their parents, plus their grandfather sitting around the table--most of the children on the bench. I would guess that the bench is more than 80 years old.

A cousin stopped by with his wife, their son, and teen-aged grand daughter. I brought L and his son into the machine shed. L walked between the table and stoves, looking things over. He then came out, looked at the bench and fell silent. After a few moments, he sent his son out to get the ladies who were waiting in the car. We all sat around the table and talked about the past, almost forgetting to go and look at the domes.

No Rain since the Last Post

Dry...drought...and to think this spring was one of our wettest.

                                        BUT:

the tiger lilies are blooming.

Not much progress on the house since the storm until last week, that is. As of today, most of the concrete work is done. Most of what is left is around the doors and windows, so they are framing those openings now and will then finish the concrete.

In case I haven't posted pictures showing the temporary framework, yet, this is what the house currently looks like inside:

The House

The Link

The Garage

Check back to see as the dormer and entry holes become the rough openings for the doors and windows.