The monsoon is not conducive to evening strolls. Even if it isn't raining, the chest high, water heavy wildflowers make for a very moist walk about. So guess what, you get to look at insulation. Despite weather that is perfect for napping like Rip Van Winkle I have managed to stay busy and keep plugging away.
Inside the cozy cabin it is almost looking like there are actual walls.
So close. I need two more batts of the R-38 insulation for the living room roof. The hard part is going to be trying to buy just two when it comes in bales of eight.
Next comes the insulation in the floor. Extra framing is in place to make sure the sewer and water lines get a good heat holding blanket to keep the contents inside in liquid form on those days when it gets to -4 or some such horrendous winter digit.
But it was about to start raining again and I was not going to start dragging insulation down below the house to get that project started.
I added the first few posts to the service entrance landing instead. Then it poured. Again.
You have been so good about looking at insulation that I have a nice forest edge scene to gaze upon.
Two blue asters, the New England Aster and the Blue Wood Aster bloom in the sunny utility meadow while the maples begin to turn.