When I put in my usual nine fifteenish appearance this morning,
the crew was working on the south side of the building.
The man in the plaid jacket was back;
The two young men on the scaffolding were calling down to a third fellow,
'I need the level. I need ten penny nails.'
The man in the plaid shirt said hello to me, and I decided it was OK to say hello to him.
The third man handed off items to one of the two young guys,
and said this was young man's work.
This was the last time I looked up.
I asked the fellow in the plaid shirt how the bundles of shingles would go up?
'Elevator?' I hopefully inquired.
'Some outfits have those, we don't.'
Oh, wait. this is the last time I looked up.
And I wasn't even up there.
This has to have been the last time.
A crane comes in next. The old shingles will come down.
The crane will lift up the loads of shingles.
Here's a good photo of the stabilizing guy wire system.
The wire is around a scaffolding upright, through the eye bolt and back around another upright.
Pretty neat, the reflected flags
Snapping in the wind.
I left at three.
Looks ready for business tomorrow.
Looking up with no men up there
didn't affect me.
It may be easier to look up tomorrow, with those railings up.
I'll be back on the job myself.