Sunday September 18 2011

Ten days since the last posting, mainly because it's been non-stop work. There's now a sense of rush as we try to exploit what wew assume to be the last fair weather. We know it can't last and that fall is upon us. Full Fall moon means clear nights, lit up like daytime. As you can see from the photos the first 7 rafters with collar beams are now up and all this accomplished since Paul and Noreen arrived en route from Dan's place in Oregon and Sue Clay in California. Michael performs like a carthorse, moving massive lumps of wood with brute strength combined with elementary Swiss engineering, ie ropes and hoists and a very strong back. Brother-in-law Paul plunges into the project, cutting and drilling with his usual confidence. I seem to remember him gassing people in the hospital theatre with the same aplomb. The Master Builder continues his march towards a masterful heavy wooden construction, planing miles of wood, following his heavy logic as he creates a massive heap of shavings which Deborah thinks she can use in the garden. She is now working on the half acre cleared and contoured by John Burke. The 4 peat moss septic beds are now full of blueberry plants. The beauty of this place continues to amaze: every morning I look out the window on the lake, a Tom Thomson painting. I can understand what those Group of Seven painters were trying to capture. Another hurricane scrapes by heading for Newfoundland. The question is: how far along will we get before heading off to our winter homes?