A Welcome Phone Call

After hunting the first two days of the season, I traded the shotgun for a tool belt and went to work.

I told Barb I could get her sewing room enclosed in a couple of weeks. It didn’t quite happen, but the framing is done, the roof is on, and she’s off to Toronto for an authors’ conference. I’ll hunt while she’s gone, and finish up the work when she gets back.

I designed the building so that I could pretty much do it by myself. Barb helped me stand up the walls. Other than that, it was just me with hammer and saw. I even figured out how to set the 14-foot rafters solo, lifting them to the top...