Ag Hall at The Fair-every August, keeping time.
Summer?
Where did you go, with all your carefree, coppertoned ways? We’re already on “Isaac” in tropical storm names? They’ve weighed the giant pumpkins at The Fair? When did the aggregating male cicadas begin vibrating their thorax plates in unison?
We were in the marsh longer than we thought…
I've got a bus to thatch and it's going to downtown Frame-ville!
933 bundles later, we’re about ready to stow these brackish boys of summer away in a dry place and stand them upright to “sweat”. Sweating cattails will help to dry off most of any remaining moisture.
Last of the timber processing
Now we turn our attention back to cutting a house frame. We dust off our cut-list to see what’s been checked off…
We made the list. We're checking it twice.
…and find that we’ll need 3 more logs to hew and to saw into the last of the principal elements of The Francis Cooke House frame.
It’s the home stretch for Frankie & The Cookes and their frame:
Hew large-saw small, which is an anagram for "Gala Mars Hew Swell" & "Legal Whale Swarms"
3 logs to hew:
Hewster Brewster: Forgotten son of The Elder.
6 kerfs to saw:
Whither art thou, ayre compressore?
…and that’ll be plenty to get us started on layout and cutting joints. It’ll feel good to put that frame in the ground.
Some pieces, however, don’t make the grade:
We can always split this into pale.
Though I’m sure the carpenter ants within the pith of this red oak find their lodging quite ax-ceptable. Rive your little hearts out in there, fellas! grrrrr…
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And this public service reminder:
Whatever your ride happens to be…
Buckle up out there, kids.
Tags: 17th century house, hewing, Plimoth Plantation, The Francis Cooke House, timber frame
Brings a smile to my face. See —->
One of the summer’s biggest highlights…THIS BLOG!!
Another great entry. Your scale drawing and list of items cut gets extra magnification!!
John
Fabulous, you are born to this–thanks
aren’t you glad you are doing your hewing and sawing where nobody is shooting at you (ayre commpressor or no)?