A House In A Field
The story of a house. In a field. And how it gets there.
“I see a red door and want it painted black” – The Rolling Stones
This should please 70.27% of you.
The hardware is just temporary. Screen door to follow. (And Brendan would like me to mention that this was just the primer coat. Final finish is heaps better…)
The zombie apocalypse refuge is nearly complete.
Buried 500 gallon propane tank? Check.
Geothermal heating? Check.
View of driveway from living spaces? Check.
Generator? Oh, yeah.
Once the eight foot wall goes up around the field, we’ll lock this place down and wait things out.
“And tiles like parking lots” — Matt & Kim
Our friend Larry from Distinctive Tile showed up today to start the installation. All three baths and the entry way.
And we’ll just say “wow.”
Backsplash for the 2nd floor bath.
Backsplash for the master bath.
Shower and entry way tile
Entry way.
Mt. Debbie is dead. Long live Mt. Debbie.
Part privacy screen — part dog adventure park — part observatory, Mt. Debbie has been with us since the very first week of the project. All of that dirt from digging the foundation had to go somewhere and Russell parked it right off the driveway. It’s been a 10’+ shadow looking over our shoulder and we’ve been counting the days until removal.
That day was today.
The landscapers used it as fill around the house. It’ll need to dry out for a few days and then we’ll decide if it needs to be supplemented with more topsoil. (You could measure the actual dirt with a thimble. This is mostly clay.) Once that’s done, they’ll power-rake it and we’ll replant meadow grass.
And as an added bonus, we’ve got a great new view of the house.
Mt. Debbie is dead. Long live Mt. Debbie.
New view. Mt. Debbie used to be located in the foreground.
Toko’s favorite spot.
Home of the Supervisor of Contractors.
The view of Mt. Debbie from the roof of the house. (Shhh — don’t tell Sam that we climbed up his scaffolding.)
The construction of Mt. Debbie last April
Rules to follow.
There are rules that we should all live by.
Never talk about your “smooth travel” before you’ve arrived at your destination. Don’t mention a “no-no” before the last pitch. DO NOT — and I repeat — DO NOT buy new powder skis before the first snow storm.
Add to that “Don’t talk about a great week of house progress on Monday.”
Five minutes after typing :
“This week is definitely the former. Though a combination of sub-contractor availability, good timing and difficult conversations, Dash Landing bears a striking resemblance to Grand Central Station. We’ve got landscapers, finish carpenters, garage door installers, cabinet builders, masons, contractors, nephews, and an occasional electrician.”
in this post, it started raining. Pouring. Coming down in buckets. And it didn’t stop until late on Friday — over 3″ of rain later. The good news is that Dash Landing survived quite well. The bad news is that most of the work at the site slowed to a stop. Instead of Grand Central Station, we looked more like Worth Street Station.
We’ll see how this week goes. We’re feeling skeptical.
Cutting stone for the patio
Start of exterior landscaping and grading
The start of cabinetry in the living room. This is where the television will go.
Light post for the front yard.
Remember these loft doors?
Remember these loft doors that Rob sketched out? Now they look like this :
” Action expresses priorities” – Mahatma Gandhi
We might not have floors, cabinets or heat, but the Dash Landing’s gardens are absolutely ready to roll.
Because we have priorities.
A House In A Field 