The Garage: Phase 1 – The Roof (Part 2)

This was a weekend project, and I insisted the roof be completed before we left town on a roadtrip.  I don’t know why, but I needed a goal.

To satisfy our insurance company, we have to fix up the garage. My interpretation is that it needs to not have the following: a leaking roof, peeling lead paint, decrepit attached shed, or half-assed electrical wiring.  An operational door of some sort would be a bonus.

Craig came to our rescue on a (luckily) mostly-cool Sunday.

The prep work is almost done.

There were about five layers of roll-on asphalt — the bottom two layers were a crumbled mess. (And so many nails!)

Decking is mostly clean and ready.

Did I mention that as soon as Ben started this project, it rained on and off for a couple weeks?  No, I still haven’t cleaned out the inside of the garage.  I’m basically covering my eyes and pretending we weren’t storing anything of value in there.

Our new truck(!) with 1,940 pounds of roofing asphalt debris.

A bittersweet purchase. My sister and family recently relocated, and gave us a good deal on their truck.  Man, we needed this truck.

The back side of the garage. Almost to the apex!

Front side of the garage. So close to complete. Did I take a picture of the completed roof? No, I did not.

We still need fascia and gutters, but that will require the removal of another 1,000 nails.

The next steps?  Paint removal and a new door.

Summer Flowers: Surprises

I know, I know, it’s mostly more roses, but … we have a lot of roses.

Yes, more roses, and oh my — gladiolas. I love them.

Most of these were surprises, especially the gladiolas.  Some of these roses came up on bushes that we had intended to remove, but once we cut down to the base, we neglected to dig them out.   I’ve since decided they could stay in those locations… for now.

Forests of snapdragons still, and rosebushes that keep bouncing back each time I dead-head them. (Some of the other bushes have given in to their mildew diseases. Ugh.)

I love seeing the plants that are coming up on their own.  There was little evidence of any of this last summer when we were in escrow.

Eventually I’ll have a plan for the yard, or at least a corner of the yard.  For now, it’s all about maintenance.  There is always so much to cut back, pull up, and train.  If only I had some little people around that would lend a hand. (Note extreme sarcasm.)