While it may not look like much progress, we also picked up and shoveled out two truckloads of dirt into the raised beds out front. Phew! My goodness, were we tired at the end of the day. Saturday, my son and I were able to get siding on two sides of the house. It's not as easy as you would think! We had to cut the opening for the window, make sure the sides were flush and level and try not to get hurt with incredibly unwieldy sheets of siding.
Sunday (always a day of rest) and Monday were non-productive days. Cold, blustery weather prevented me from getting out and doing much at all. In fact, all I could do was to look out the window and sigh at the thought of how much I could be doing and wasn't. But yesterday and today were perfect for digging in and getting some work done.
This circular saw is one of my favorite tools. I have learned to respect it and master it over the years. At one time, I was deathly afraid of it. But, there's nothing like wanting to make something and no one being home to help, to make you forget your fears and give you the courage to try. I love my circular saw.
Yesterday we hung the door and window, installed some of the trim and my neighbor graciously made trusses to hold the corrugated metal roofing that will go up tomorrow.
Today, it was up to me. This morning found me scraping off the old paint from the door, and giving it a good coat of primer. I also painted out the trim work and the window, preparing them for their final coat of glossy white paint.
I know they look messy right now, but there is a method to my madness. The window and door are old, found at estate sales, and pretty weather-worn. I painted over the windows to seal the edges where the panes and wood meet, just for a little protection from the elements.
Inside, I cut and installed the bead board paneling, made and installed the nesting boxes (although they are not finished) and trimmed out and made a door for the pop-hole. Yikes! I am tired, dirty, and I do believe that I smell. But it's that smell that comes from a hard day's work, and it doesn't bother me. Not one bit. But you may not want to get close to me.
Here is the almost-finished chicken coop. I am thinking of naming it "La Maison du Quatre Soeurs de Poulet" (The House of Four Chicken Sisters) , or "La Maison de Fraise" (The Strawberry House) , because it will eventually have strawberry wallpaper inside. I don't know. Wait! I think you should name it! I never did get to complete the giveaway for naming the chicks because of their untimely demise. Maybe this is the perfect solution!
The name you choose does not have to be in French. In fact, I'm not quite sure why I chose French names. But then, I've been known for my weirdness.
So, leave your name for the chicken house in your comment. On Friday, April 25th, I will draw a name from my big, yellow bowl and announce the winner.
Giving things away makes me deliriously happy. So does making chicken houses.