Inching Along
It’s not easily seen here, but a lot of the lap siding adjacent to the vertical green trim was split and warped.
In process.
Crispy! Now, over to the siding to the left. Sigh.
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As always, Ross, your attention to detail pays off! She stands proudly once again
So-o-o crispy!
Looks lovely dear Ross!
It’s a never ending job. Once it’s done you forget about it until suddenly you find it’s aged and needs attention again.
I’ve been progressing in my garden, quite slowly due to the heat. But I have a new friend. Electric pruners. Who knew? I’m trying to fill the green bin every week.
Today I planted ground cover as I am really tired of fighting the grass and weed battle. It will still be bad for a while but eventually I’m hoping the various ground covers will grow so dense it will choke out everything else.
I try to take a baby step or two every day now. I can usually manage 1-3 hours right before dark after the temperatures have dropped.
I can truly say that reading your chronicles of working on the Carriage house pushed me to do a bit of something every day. It has really made a difference in the yard and the increase in my activity has likely benefited me healthwise too.
Speaking of which, aren’t we due for another “lead” report?
My Tour
There were so many things that happened that morning to delay us. Finally, following the GPS, I spotted the Cross House. ” There she is, there she is on the corner!”, I loudly proclaimed to my husband, Clyde. And there she was, theCross House, in all her magnificence. And there was Ross mowing her lawn. Wow, wow, wow!!! I was actually at the Cross House after faithfully reading this blog for several years.
Meeting Ross was like meeting an old friend; he didn’t know me, but I sure felt like I knew him! I bet the smile on my face was a mile long! I was ready to start this tour, but Ross thought we should wait for Clyde. Really???? I was so excited, I could barely contain myself
I wanted to run all over the house, upstairs and down, see everything there was to see. We waited for Clyde. Sigh.
Finally, clyde arrived. Entering the Cross House, I was gobsmacked (Ross term). I cannot explain the vastness and grandeur. Ross said most people have this same reaction. And yet, I felt like I was home, it was so familiar.
A short time later, I fell behind because I just had to walk down the hallway and look out the door towards the Carriage House. I just had to have that view! And then I just had to open this door because I was sure this was the powder room with the marble sink. And then I just had to go back to the kitchen because I had to get the flour plan straight in my head.
And then upstairs, I stood facing the three stained glass windows, and I just had to pinch myself to be sure I was really there! Folks, if you have the chance, go on this tour. The Cross House will not fail to impress – the spaciousness, gorgeous stained glass, detailed woodwork, and uncountable hours in the restoration process.
But, alas, as much as I admire the Cross House, I couldn’t live there. I would never own the Cross House; it would always own me, consume me with what she requires to upkeep her beauty. And she would expect nothing less. Now, the Carriage House, I could live there because she would be content just to be loved!
Ah, Ross, thanks for the tour, and helping me with my bucket list . It was a pleasure to meet you. If I should be so lucky to be in your neck of the woods again, I promise to be a better visitor. I will not turn the water on in the green sink, I will not open doors just because I HAD TO KNOW what was behind them, I will really try to focus so you wouldn’t have to repeat yourself. Naw, maybe not! Lol
What a special treat, Patty.