The 2 builder guys from Vermont arrive so punctually at 7 a.m. They worked the whole Tuesday that it rained an inch or so. The tall skinny guy (I should ask their names, tomorrow might be their last day) said on day one that they don’t fool around. They don’t.
Thursday they will be done, and Friday there will be some guys to install the garage doors. Then our other carpenter guy will kick in to get the little “mud room” going on. And the electrician ought to be showing up someday soon. I wasn’t expecting the overhanging shed roof in the back to be so high and “open”. And those little 4X4 laminated posts look awful spindly, don’t they? We’ll have to think about that.
Meanwhile, the wife harvested some beautiful tomatoes from a single plant. About 14 of them. We’ll try to save some seeds from that plant. And the broccoli in the bowl came from plants that yielded cute little broccoli florets for the better part of the summer. Whatever variety they are, they’re great.
And there are lots of rutabagas. Lovely, giant rutabagas.