Closed in!

Well, the walls are up, and the roof is ready for tar and sand (a Brai roof), window holes are cut.

The east wall, last wall to be skinned - note the just-completed window framing.

East wall finished.

West wall with evening shadows...

North wall.

Fascia detail - the extra strip at the top is to bring the drip-edge away from the fascia.

Mark cutting windows.

Inside.

And, finally, the 5 window views: bedroom(3), bathroom(1), and pantry(1).
...with actual construction soundtrack...

Sage Suede Shoes, part 2

The dish is in place! I'm online (obviously...)!

Also check out the cat's outdoor entrance.
Browser has to climb the scratching post and jump up onto the ledge,
and he does!
...but it makes me nervous, so I'm looking for a cat ladder to replace it...This is the future home of the ger -
I'm leveling it as much as possible before we build the platform.

I scalped two tall "flagpoles" that stood by the parking lot and recruited them for a clothesline.

Bah!

Looks like we got a few more inches of snow here in Taos last night, and they say we should expect another 5-10 inches today above 7500'. The property in Questa is at about 7777'...

It's been about 4 days since I attempted to get to the house, and failed. At that point I would have been the first to drive (my '97 Honda) on the nameless road that leads to my house. Now, I'm thinking it may be time to ask if I can stay put in Taos for another month, even though I'm nearly packed.

There's not much to do now but wait out this storm. Getting supplies in is going to be very difficult; big equipment, almost impossible. The roads will open eventually, then we can begin again. One of my excavators IS willing to come out and look at the job in Questa, maybe even tomorrow - we'll see...

The amount of snow we've received is just awesome. Bah.

How much snow? Maybe not as bad as much of the midwest, but we had major damage to a tree in our "zen garden," here in Taos. Here is it this summer:

And here's what happened this morning.

3 out of 6 major trunks hit the ground, under the weight of wet snow:

(This view is from the opposite side.)