Outside my window

The rain came softly the sound of it hitting the roof lulled me, enveloped me in a cocoon of serenity.   Gradually the drops become more intense.  I hear a hush, and then a steady cadence as they land outside my window.  The darkness of the morning’s rain has fooled me, seduced me into complacency, when suddenly there is a rumble in the distance…

Tumbling out of bed I rush to the door, jump into my wellies, and run to let out my chickens and geese.  Along the way I pray not to be struck lightning for coming out so late!

If you have animals you simply cannot sleep in!

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After the rain stopped

I saw this through my studio window.

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Mountain Farmlet update:  Bob is on vacation this week, the plumbers come tomorrow to install new plumbing and get our water going again!  They will be followed by the roofer sometime near the end of the week.

Meanwhile…

We are still peeling walls. 

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAnd you may want to heed Bob’s visual warning before viewing the rest of yesterdays discovery work

Remember that old-time fire damage I told you about?

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAWell apparently, the fire was not contained to that one spot!

Anyone out there recognize the strange patterning over the top of the fire damage?  Hint:  it is not mud daubers.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAIt is the mud tubes from subterranean termites. 

Thankfully long dead.

Between them and the fire damage the wood was severely compromised and had to be removed.  There is yet another layer underneath what you see, and once it is out we will have to reframe this load bearing wall, and while we are at it we will frame in my pass through opening…

So I suppose there is a bright side in all of this.

However, I begin to feel as though Bob will be retired before we ever get to live here…

“The waiting is the hardest part.”

Tom Petty

Farmlet News: the end of it

PLEASE NOTE: Today’s post is taking place at the Hazel Green Farmlet location, and not on the Mountain Farmlet!  😉

The old place died today.  No one was sad about it.  It was an evil, killing place.  Over the years it had been the ruin of four happy marriages, and had drained the bank accounts of at least five people in the five years since we moved here.  Most were people thinking to patch the place up and “flip-it.” Sadly, one of the unsuspecting buyers was a young family who had put down “earnest money” on the place to secure their purchase.  They wanted to make it a home for their family.  Thankfully, they found out the truth of the property in time.  They may have lost their $500. deposit, but their health, marriage, and their bank account are intact.

Unbelievably, the frame had been built onto ground with a very high water table.  The soil would not allow for a good draining septic system, and for all appearances… the frame was built onto the soil! This allowed for moisture to wick up into its framing,  and then the termites came.  One of the owners over the years removed the wood flooring and tried to pour in a foundation.  The foundation not being attached to the house, well, it was ‘floating’ and when the rainy season hit each year the water came up and then under the tiling and carpeting.  One buyer even tried to dig a pond… a scary deep pit, onto the back of the property.  It was his hope that the water would drain into the huge void and keep his home dry.  I am afraid he did not understand about water tables.  It of course did not work.  When the rain came the pit filled with water and became a lake, the water table still rose to level beneath his home.  He was no better off for his spent time and energy, and perhaps worse off, because now he had a murky mosquito infested swamp back there.

In the last two years the place had become an attractive nuisance.    Late in the night it was being inhabited by

“…young ruffians who came there to smoke and drink.” 

This, of course,  led the younger children into believing that the place was haunted!  Thankfully, the neighborhood is close-knit, and kept a watch for trouble.  The sheriff was called out a few times and this quickly put an end to the trouble with trespassers.

Abandoned, ugly, rotten to its core,  it was a dangerous eyesore on our little street, and now it is coming down.  The backhoe made the first cut.  Timbers cracked and nails shrieked as the bucket tore at its frame,  but the evil place wasn’t done yet.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAAs the backhoe worked on breaking its bones the house spewed clouds of plaster dust into the air.   

Laden with mold spores the stench was horrible. 

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAHaving completed my early morning chores I beat a hasty retreat into the house!

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As I write, its remains are being bulldozed by county workers into the now dried out pond mosquito swamp.  The whole space will be filled in, properly graded for good drainage, and grass planted over it.  When the new owners are done it will be a park-like setting for their family BBQ’s, and in summer  a place for neighborhood gatherings.

I have no idea how much the last unsuspecting buyer paid for the place, but I know he sold it at a great sacrifice to his wallet, to someone local who knew its history and wanted it gone. 

Our neighbors,

and we,

are grateful for his interest in making that happen!

Under Development: a new kitchen for the old farmhouse

You will recall from my last post, that we discovered dank and damp wall coverings in the kitchen.  What we had presumed would be a fix and refurbishing job was suddenly turned into a gutting of the entire kitchen.

Which, by the way, I feel bad about.  I suppose I don’t expect anyone to understand this, but when we first toured the Mountain Farmlet and met the Octogenarian, we had promised her we wouldn’t remodel.

That snippet of the conversation went something like this:

Octogenarian,  “… and when you remodel you can…”

At which point we both cut her off and said, “NO, we like it as it is.”

You should have seen her smile.

It was, and still is our ethic that if you buy an old home, then you should like it for what it is.  Don’t go in with the thought that you are going to tear down walls, put in modern decor, or pretentious contraptions you really don’t need in a house that is almost one hundred years old on one end and two hundred years old on the other.

And yet, if it is broken or unhealthy we understand that you must fix it.  And so it is we find ourselves faced with an unforeseen and expensive job on our hands.  Oh, by the way, the old place needs a new roof too, but we guessed this much before we bought it.  Let me explain.

Did you know that if you fix the foundation under your home that the movement in leveling it will travel up the walls and right into the rafters?  Think of it like this:

Stand with one foot on a stair or curb and try not to let your knee bend.  What just happened?  If you don’t let the knee bend, then your back wants to bend to keep you upright.  Now think about that roof.  The sides of the structure are not going to bend like your back did, so all of that new stress follows up the supports of the structure, and ends in the rafters and braces.  Hence, leaks are going to happen.

And they have, as we knew they would, but we went ahead with the work, because it simply had to be done.  However, what we didn’t expect while all this was going on was to have one of the wettest summers in the history of  N. Alabama.

And,  friends, we have leaks

We are meeting with the roofer to sign on the dotted line on Sunday afternoon.   Nice roofer!  He knows we’re only there on Sundays and that it is a two hundred mile round trip for us.   This flexibility will allow Bob to be a part in the picking out of tin roof color and signing on the contract too.  😉

Now, tomorrow we will finish gutting that kitchen and the little keeping room.   We were told by the foundation man, that the little passage wall between them is non load bearing and so our plan is to remove it.  This will give us a nice Galley kitchen.

I had wanted to do this with the wood battens:

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I can think of no feasible way to seal them from the outside elements.   As well, the location of our new home will absolutely not let us.  Located in the country, and on a farm, we are surrounded by rodents.   There are also brown recluse spiders, *mud dauber wasps, and snakes.  So unless we completely seal the walls on the inside, then it’s a fact of life that these creatures are going to find their way in.

No thanks!

And this brings me to the planning stage of the new kitchen that I want to look very much like this:

Looks like our layout!I found this on the “This Old House” [TOH] website and you can view the complete article by clicking on the photograph.

Now of course there are concessions to be made, and bargains to be struck, such as, Bob wants a dishwasher, and I want more cupboard space.  😉  And their will be tweaks to this layout, such as, we will have to add that window over the sink, and I want the stove over by the sink line up on the left side of the room.  Also, I will not be getting that lovely apron sink, or the new vertical wood planking on the walls, or the stone counter tops, or even those lovely custom-made cabinets!

My version will be:  A stainless one bowl, drop in sink; Formica counters, and the cabinets will be our version of functional storage purchased and retrofitted from the Habitat Restore.  Oh yes, and the walls will be wallboard , thanks to Bob Villa’s handy tips for installing it with a sealed backing on those outside walls.

I am toying with the idea of a pass through opening on the wall to the dinning room.  The dining room is a bit dark on this side, and there is no useable space for a new window in there.  It is my feeling that some of the light from the kitchen windows will pass through and light up the dining area nicely!  Indirect light is better by far than no natural light in a dark corner of a room.  Agreed?

Playing around with my ideas, which are based on that lovely TOH plan has brought me to a very rough rendering of our future kitchen:

Future-Kitchen-Plans  I am no draftsman, and please note that four blocks = 1 sq. ft.

We have a very tiny kitchen!

With no further bumps along the way, putting  a monkey wrench into the works (yeah right) then this is to be my general layout. 

However, we shall see how it all plays out.   🙂

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NOTES:

That outside door in the keeping room is definitely slated for an upgrade and may require the services of a professional.  It is original to the structure, but it has to go!  (Due to its vintage status it will be saved and repurposed.)

Why?

I am getting tired of hearing grown men groaning and swearing when entering and exiting a 5  foot 6 inch door!!!  🙂

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*Mud Daubers:   It will take some time… but those mud daubers are going to find it increasingly difficult to gain entry into the walls from the outside.  I have never seen so many of them in one place, and their stings are bad!   It took three weeks for the lump on my upper arm to go away.  😯

Where’s my bulldozer?

This is installment two which I promised you in this morning’s post, and  it takes place on the Mountain Farmlet.  NOTEIf you are in the least squeamish, then bypass the closeups in today’s carousel!  

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When we purchased the new to us Mountain Farmlet, we had no idea how much work it would entail.  We took the tour, had it inspected, KNEW it had warts, but fell in love with the old place nonetheless.

However, we had no idea when we signed on the dotted line that there was so much hidden damage. 

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“We said, Sure it needs patching and painting but it looks pretty good for a house that is so old.”

I told you about the bathroom floor, and you can see for yourself that the old place needs patching and painting.  However, what we couldn’t see underneath the old paneling, paint and wallpaper was all the MOLD.  Some of it is black, and some actually green…

We found it when we decided to remove the cupboards and cabinets to replace the sagging and stained pressboard bottoms.

PROBLEM!

There was a section of wallpaper covered  plywood installed over the left edge of the counter.  To get that out we had to actually tear out the cupboards, and then remove the plywood.   Had they been installed with screws instead of nails we might have salvaged them.    As it was, prying on them only let the wonderbar sink into the walls behind.

Uh-OH.  😦

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And so it begins…

We have our work cut out for us.  We are going to have to do all the inside wall repairs ourselves.  We are not going to be moved in by Christmas. And, whether you can understand this or not, we are actually grateful for that piece of plywood that was in the way of the damaged counter top.  It set into motion a chain of events that will in the end protect our investment and our health!

At this time we are now planning to remove all the wall layers in every room and to replace that sagging and deteriorating particle board subfloor!   They are porous materials, and collect moisture, which has resulted in mold in the walls and a squishy floor.  We will then clean and spray the cladding with a fungicide to kill any mold that we can’t see.  While we are working on all this we will be thinking about what we want to put up for walls.

Actually, I would love to do this to the cladding!

However, I haven’t a clue about how to seal the cracks to keep out all the bugs and mice!!!  What comes to mind involves numbering it, carefully taking it all down, applying a barrier (but what kind???) and then reinstalling the cladding

If you have done this before, then I would greatly appreciate your advice as to how this can be done. 

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NOTE:  About that bulldozer in the title, well, you do know I was kidding right?  😉