One step at a time
The slate was delivered and staged in the yard last August. A slate roof for the old girl.
Green trees and everything.
Monday morning. Yesterday.
No green trees.
The white truck has the yellow uprights.
The green truck bed is full to the top with parts to hold them together.
I said hello, but didn't intrude on their space.
They carried on like men with a job to do.
Progress when I left around noon, Monday.
The view down my ravine, leaving for work this morning.
Up to three inches, where squalls set up and persist. (Weather speak for "You may get a lot of this stuff." We're up to three inches now, at one in the afternoon.)
Laying boards on the scaffold levels. That's the end of my expertise.
This is the west side of the building.
Staging scaffolding to the east side of the building.
The slate now.
The snow the men are working in.
Also the view out my office window.
Not bad. Lovely on a summer day.