A White Shroud on a Hill

We're in the middle of a busy week. All of the windows at the front of the house are now in, but not without their share of challenging issues. Many of the panels had to be cut and reframed, and the two clerestory windows that frame the porch were 1" too wide for the openings, so the framers had to use some Harry Potter magic spells to make them fit.

The massive sliding doors were supposed to be installed on Monday, but there's a delay: first because we don't have the door pans yet, and then because we need to take care of the flashing/weatherproofing where the deck joists penetrate the house first - and there's still some discussion amongst the wise men about how to best achieve this.

While that debate continued much of the OSB was added to the outside of the house, in preparation for the Tyvek weatherproofing and then the Kynar steel siding.

The plumbers were also busy again, installing the downspouts into the faux wall panels at the back of the house, and then wrapping the bays with Tyvek. I'm not too sure what the story is with the random hole in the wall. Maybe the gopher is back causing trouble again?

Yesterday's weather was strange. It was a little chilly but glorious during the day, then it rained in the afternoon and evening. While it was nice, though, it was really nice, and i was able to get some work done in my new al fresco office suite, which as you can see is not too shabby.

While working I noticed this abstract silhouetted sculpture formed by the DeWalt power drill and the step ladder, which according to one friend looks like an oil rig, although I see a mutant Yorkshire terrier...

And so to today. The house is now eerily wrapped in plastic, lending it the sombre and slightly spooky aspect of one of Dexter Morgan's killing rooms.

Half of the house is now wrapped in white Tyvek, and scaffolding has been erected on the east side, where the large side windows need to go in. The roofers are due to come and spray the foam roof before the end of the week, and with any luck we can get the sliders in before the weekend, although I'm not holding my breath.

In the meantime the house will retain the mysterious aura of a white shroud on a hill.