The east side and rear of the garden house were painted on Thursday

July 16, 2020 - Thursday evening

71 degrees/clear skies/calm wind

Pentoga Road

I thought I'd begin writing this evening. We've eaten a late supper and are lazing our way towards bedtime. 

There are three tired painters who live on Pentoga Road tonight. I skipped my morning walk in favor of painting this morning while the air was still cool. Starting on the east side of the garden house, I finished that and got a good start on the rear before it was time for a late breakfast.

Sargie and Hambone joined me soon after and we spent the rest of the morning and early afternoon painting.

Though there's still some touch up and a few minor repairs ahead, painting the garden house is finished. Stop and think, we've painted both our home and the garden house, all, in the past two and a half weeks. Needless to say, Sargie and I are about painted out.

I'd made six corbels, three for each side, last winter in the shop. Grady and I painted those this afternoon while Grandma Sargie mowed the immediate yard.

While the corbels were drying, I took the opportunity to apply tung oil to the Dutch doors. Not only does the oil protect the cedar wood, it will aid in retaining its natural color.

Busy with the doors, Hambone wandered elsewhere to the pea patch where he not only grazed, but picked enough for us to enjoy with supper.

The corbels were dry enough that with Sargie's assistance, I could begin installing three on the west side. One went under the bottom edge of each eave, the third under the peak.



The two side corbels went on quickly and smoothly. The highest one gave me a few problems. I initially thought I'd have to take down and cut the top trim, but Sargie came up with a better and faster solution, one that saved time and a lot of frustration. In the end, it, too, was permanently installed. 

I took a shortened walk this evening. Hot and tired, I didn't enjoy it nearly as much as my usual early morning forays to Pentoga Village and back. 

Black eyed Susans are in full bloom along Pentoga Road

Andy sent a couple of pictures from northern Maine. He and Ivy have been enjoying their ATV.

We were hoping they would be able to visit this summer, but with the rebirth of the virus, all plans are up in the air.

After my Friday morning walk, I want to hang the last three corbels on the east side of the garden  house before assembling the grids for the front windows. There's some small trim left to install and a flat tire on the backhoe that needs my attention. 

Other than that, the world's the limit.

After all, a man's work is never done.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road...