June was both a destructive and constructive month. A few days after our last hosting event the siding crew showed up and started taking off the vinyl siding and then cutting and banging the stucco siding off. It was a rather noisy few weeks with some quite days in-between. Some of the destruction was sad, but after all the house renovations I'm starting to learn to trust the process (sometimes...).
Eggs from the hobby barn, Great Oma's strawberries, and our rhubarb all collected in our morning rounds.
Made some strawberry rhubarb crumble
and some strawberry rhubarb jam. Yum Yum!
No end of entertainment out the windows these days.
Before(ish) picture of the front entrance.
After(ish), front entrance is opened up and the steps were removed. I should note that they found out that the steps were solid concert and needed to be jackhammered out! Good thing the guys like working with machinery.
Bye bye rotten deck, and the steps followed a few days later. It was interesting getting in and out of the house for a few days... thankfully we were on holidays for some of it.
Hazel modeling her anklet that she made with her spool knitter.
A lovely pop of blue through all the green!
Redone inside and out!
(see 'A house to make a home' post for before pics)
Back yard before pictures before the excavator inevitably shows up to take down the shop and whatever else is in its path.
Backyard blue berry snack, only got a few handfuls off of those bushes, but I'm happy that Hazel is willing try the fruit growing in our back yard.
The inevitable day finally arrived...
"It's okay if a few things fall into the garden during demolition?" was what I got asked that morning...
Come afternoon the excavator leveled the whole thing, and moved one grape vine that we hope to save. My stomach did drop... but it was out of my control and as beautiful as it was in its own way, starting over was cleaner then trying to redo or repurpose what was existing.
The excavator driver set aside a few on the old mattresses that were in the shop and later used them to nicely sweep up his mess!
The falling over, 5 foot tall, not properly framed green house stayed pretty much in tack when it got picked up.
A very different look out the living room now.
The entertainment started up again early the next morning as dump trucks rolled in to load up all the rubble. Another end of another chapter on this property, while also being a new beginning.
