Our roof is not on fire.
But, if it were, you would be able to hear our 42 smoke detectors from even where you sit right now- they are that loud.
A few weeks ago, we all voted on the content of this TexasNorth neighborhood. It appears we’re all here for everything, and that’s awesome. It also appears everyone is pretty much just fine and dandy with the content as is, which- I mean, hey- color me happy and call me Kate.
This website (texasnorth.com) will see a few changes in the functional area… but the blog will remain largely the same. We’ll be adding a few pages for the herd and farm to keep up with the progress we’ve made, cows we’ve raised, and folks we’ve shared time with. Eventually, you’ll be able to come to the site and sign up for the weekend you and your family (families) would like to visit for a week and help with projects (number 1 = raise the big red barn). Our good friend Eddy at Buzzshift.com will be handling the logistics of all that schtuff. I have a vision, but I have no skill.
That statement is true in many areas of my life.
So in the spirit of keeping track of our history and where we came from, I need to document the fact that our porches now have steel roofs. Curt is 99% responsible for this Shoebox and it’s character. I certainly give it life and occasionally (I use that term loosely) clean it, but it is Curt’s sweat. He really is so good at his work… any work. The front and back porches are identical. The posts along the front of each are held to the top beams by pegs in the tradition of mortise and tenon work. The past two weekends (one being a steady 30°), Curt has raised the roofs on both the front and back porches, first laying a base of beautiful wood and then covering it with steel. They’re stunnning. AND, they’re finished.
Had we had any more time 4 years ago, we would have torn the house down and started completely anew. This goofy little migrant house has so many issues and zero square corners. Alas, we were 30 days from being full-time parents and desperate to simply GET IN. Anywhere. Building a ‘dream’ house was quickly traded in for re-finishing a ‘comfortable’ house. We’ve since finished 1/2 the basement, added both porches, added sides to the pole barn, and put up 10 acres of fencing. It’s certainly a whole new world from where we started. I love it when ‘mistakes’ turn into the best thing you could have done. A brand-spankin’-new home would have been nice, but it would be nothing like the cabin we have today.
Thank you, Curt, for working so hard to make this place a home. It is unique, it is solid, it is comfortable, and it is safe. You, quite literally, have put a roof over our heads. I will make you an apple pie.