Joshua must have been blowing his horn along with the thunder this week. When rain prevented us from working outside on the plumbing we looked for something to do inside... With Joshua's help, the kitchen came tumbling down!
Ya gotta love a man with a sledgehammer, I must say. After systematically pulling apart and down the upper cabinets with a prybar and hammers, Henry happily got his sledgehammer from the truck and really made swift work of the lower cabinets and counter.
Out with the Old. Out with the rat's nests and petrified carcasses, and all the giant tree roaches scattered wildly. Good thing, too, as there was NOWHERE left to hide when we were finished! Well, if they made it out on the trashed lumber they might count themselves lucky.
So now we have another empty room that is all beadboard. Behind the cabinets we could see how they had taken out an original window and where the original sink had been. What struck me was how low the sink had been mounted. It made it easier to realize that sthe people who homesteaded here were much smaller than I. Than us.
When all was quiet at the end of the day it was easier to imagine them living here.
Now I am eagerly imagining getting a new, bigger window and installing my stainless steel beauty.
Now and then, Henry will say that this will be a wonderful place when it's finished.
My counter is that it already is wonderful. Whole, complete and perfect just the way it is and every bit of work polishes its beauty. Even when we tear things down!!
Ya gotta love a man with a sledgehammer, I must say. After systematically pulling apart and down the upper cabinets with a prybar and hammers, Henry happily got his sledgehammer from the truck and really made swift work of the lower cabinets and counter.
Out with the Old. Out with the rat's nests and petrified carcasses, and all the giant tree roaches scattered wildly. Good thing, too, as there was NOWHERE left to hide when we were finished! Well, if they made it out on the trashed lumber they might count themselves lucky.
So now we have another empty room that is all beadboard. Behind the cabinets we could see how they had taken out an original window and where the original sink had been. What struck me was how low the sink had been mounted. It made it easier to realize that sthe people who homesteaded here were much smaller than I. Than us.
When all was quiet at the end of the day it was easier to imagine them living here.
Now I am eagerly imagining getting a new, bigger window and installing my stainless steel beauty.
Now and then, Henry will say that this will be a wonderful place when it's finished.
My counter is that it already is wonderful. Whole, complete and perfect just the way it is and every bit of work polishes its beauty. Even when we tear things down!!