For six long weeks I've been away from the cabin, sweltering in the triple digit heat of Tucson, busy with docent training, and employing our desert strategies of getting out of the house for a walk when you can barely see enough to have a chance at not stepping on a rattler. Someone forgot to give Mother Nature the memo on fall's arrival around here.
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| Looking from outside the back door to the front door |
And then I get an email from friends who recently peered in the windows of the our cabin-under-construction before locking up their own and heading back to Wisconsin -- where I am certain it is fall. These photos are a little fuzzy, but clearly show, along with some reflections off the windows, a cabin with interior walls being installed (likely completed and painted by now), and billows of insulation on the ceiling that will be covered with knotty pine tongue and groove. What a treat for us to see such progress. It's beginning to look like a home.
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| The kitchen walls, staircase, and our bedroom on the left |
I continue my quest for more perfect barkcloth for pillows and am looking forward to having the time to sew after the new year.
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| Gorgeous print of currants, just like the ones that grow on the drier hillsides around the cabin |
We'll get to see the cabin for ourselves this coming weekend, flying into Denver early Friday and home late Monday. We are quite excited to be able to see it all for ourselves and spend a little time with our contractor and friends. There will be three chilly nights in the trailer, sort of a farewell stay since the next time we see the cabin will almost certainly be after we get a certificate of occupancy, probably for Christmas and the New Year, and what better place to celebrate this gift to ourselves and welcome in a new era of long summers in the Colorado Rockies.
Watch this space for lots of up-to-date pictures in the next week or so. Now...where'd I put that glass of iced tea?
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