The sage continues with the endless amount of tongue and groove cedar.....
I can't count anymore how many brush strokes and gallons of stain I have racked up. I'm in the thousands for sure.....and who needs to work out anymore when you climb ladders all day long?
Not me....when you climb up and down a ladder twice in 6 inch increments all day long it's enough to drive a person to drink. Well, having a tasty beverage near by has numbed the back pain and pulled us through mentally but it's still daunting.
It's beautiful and essential to the design, but boy I'm I sick to death of wood.
On a positive note, since this post has a agitated negative tone, it's nice to be working inside out of the rain and cold and back into more familiar ground....
