Vision is the art of seeing things invisible. -- Jonathan Swift
We moved out of our apartment April 30th and are now staying in our friends' condo until our house is habitable. We're very appreciative of their hospitality and the view from their deck. . .
Finally, warm weather has arrived. Dennis took me to one of my favorite breakfast places for Mother's Day, the Meadow Mt Cafe in Allenspark. . .
Meadow Mt Cafe, the inspiration for the cafe in my novel, is a true neighborhood gathering place, where the patrons help serve coffee when the place gets busy. The food is great and the atmosphere is pure mountain rustic.
My son called me in the afternoon for a nice, long chat, which made my Mother's Day perfect.
Work on our homestead continues. Although two weeks have passed since I last blogged about our home remodeling project, with all that's been going on in the world I doubt that anyone has really noticed.
When last I posted, we had just demolished the bathroom walls. After that, Dennis took out the floor and began reframing. . .
You can see the water heater in the back of the crawl space. More about that later.
We're holding off on the inspection and subsequent drywalling until we have more work done.
We've hired our friend Will to help us with the project. He climbed up on the roof and took down the useless chimney. . .
and helped Dennis frame and put down a new floor in the bathroom. . .
remove the north mudroom wall. . .
and put a new floor over the stairwell. . .
The stairwell leads to a very tiny basement that houses the water heater. We decided we needed storage space on the ground floor more than we needed a teeny basement, so we're eliminating the stairwell. Our new washer and dryer will be stacked on the left side in the photo, with a closet on the right. A small aisle will separate the two spaces.
Today the plumbers are cutting the concrete wall between the crawl space and the basement to provide access to the water heater.
I cleaned the ceiling and painted the accent wall in the living room. . .
The color, Benjamin Moore Sedona Clay, reminds me of some of the red rocks I see between here and the front range.
Most days we leave our homestead exhausted, but the vision of our completed home, along with a good night's rest, keeps our spirits up.
Where there is no vision, the people perish: but he that keepeth the law, happy is he. -- Proverbs 29:18 (KJV)