Woodshed Progress, A Mushroom and A Poem

On Sunday, DH and I worked on the woodshed. The framework was up, but he needed to get the roof rafters and fascia attached which turned out to be more time consuming than we had anticipated. Still, we persevered despite small temper tantrums, some thrown tools, and a variety of specialized tools that really saved the day. 

When we started, we still needed to put bolts through
some of the uprights into the framework, so we drilled
very large holes with a very long, thick drill bit and
threaded carriage bolts through. He wanted me there
to keep the angles level - it's hard to see from the
perspective of the drill, and there isn't a level on
the drill itself (there should be, it would have been
much easier). 

Here's how things looked first thing in the morning. The bottom crosspiece boards aren't attached yet (and won't be until later) and the top boards were placed on top of the framework, but not attached in any way, nor cut to angle. Those darned angles were the PITA of the day. 

By the end of the day, everything was fully attached, the
rafters were mounted into their brackets and the front
and back fascia boards were attached. We still don't have
a roof or floor, but he still needs to get the asphalt paper
and shingles for the roof, so it's not too bad leaving it
like this. It's a pitch of 9, so the rain should sheet off it
quite well. 

So we pulled down the rafters, marked the angles and started to cut - with the curcular saw. Normally that wouldn't have been a problem, but the saw needs to be absolutely true for a correct cut like this, and it's too easy to wobble. Fortunately, we had brought my miter saw back from the shop a week or two ago (it's occupying my jewelry bench right now - NOT where it's supposed to be), so DH grabbed that and hauled it down to the lower yard. Voila! It's quite amazing what the proper tool can do. 

It wasn't all work, I had a chance to take a show of this
rather silly looking mushroom that's growing off the
end of one of our logs. 

After all of the cuts, we started mounting the rafters into place after putting up the front fascia board. This entailed drilling and lots of screws and some grumbling here and there and moving ladders around and around. I find it rather amusing that his ladder of choice is actually MY ladder that he gave me great grief about buying many years ago. I fully admit, however, my ladder is excellent. 

Here's a close-up of it. The white is brilliantly white, and I love
the textures of the tan top. It's just a little different, and I have
online friends who love mushrooms, so I thought I'd share. 

For a short time it looked as if we had measured wrong and cut the rafters 1/4" too short, but once we mounted the back fascia board properly (the board was a bit twisted), it turned out that we were spot on with the cuts, so the back of the rafters were mounted and the fascia was fully attached to the corner pieces. 

I'm not much of a fan of poetry, but I really liked this poem about
interactions between two strangers in a grocery store. How many
times have you wanted to talk to someone who fascinated you, but
if you talked at all, left it kind, but very surface? I know I have
done that, although sometimes it's led to more interactions and
long friendships. 

He had hoped we would get the roof put on, but that didn't happen. Things took too long as it was. He'll start work on the second unit today and we'll do the roof this coming Sunday, weather permitting. It's starting to look nice, though, and he's getting experience to build a pergola in the future - LOL. Have an excellent day and I'll be back tomorrow. As always, be safe, stay well, and please wear a mask.