Viewing: This Old House

May 19

May 19, 2020

Gingerbread

I’m talking about gingerbread today. Not the kind you eat, but the fanciful trim on a Victorian house. The siding work has gone two-thirds of the way around and has now reached the front. We took off the gingerbread trim set it aside, in a safe place. The siding work continues, while we remake the fancy trim. Here’s a closeup of what this old trim looks like, ancient of days: My brother Brian has taken on the project of reproducing…

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Apr 13

April 13, 2020

Life in the Time of Coronavirus

I started writing this March 22, a week after we locked down in California. Neither the post nor the news has changed much with age. I don’t want to talk a lot about this pestilence swirling around the globe, but it’s hard to avoid as a topic. We’re all on lockdown, sheltering in place, in various places. Our youngest daughter caught the last flight from Melbourne on March 25, before the country locked its borders. At first I was sheltering…

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Feb 15

February 15, 2020

Stripped Down

A few weeks along in our renovations and here we are. Here’s what we’ve done so far, since Jan. 31. Sellers have moved out. ✅ Subterranean termite treatment complete. ✅ Asbestos all gone in the attic (650 sq ft). ✅ Asbestos floor tiles gone all throughout first floor (1000 sq ft). ✅ TWO debris boxes of trash/scrap/recycling gone. ✅ Overgrown shrubbery in front of house pruned or removed. ✅ All old AC units gone from windows, all windows opened up…

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Jan 20

January 20, 2020

The permit on the door says we can get started renovating!

Architecture of Dreams

In the past week I have met with the draftsman, started an account at the local lumberyard/home center, and filed for a home renovation permit. We also went into contract to sell our current home. It’s happening very quickly, intensely: quiet liquid days interspersed with bouillon cubes of noise. I was in Grass Valley Tuesday through Thursday, then split town just as a major storm was arriving. Snow flurries swirled behind me, but all I met was cold rain all…

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