I am nearing day fifty of building in the shed. Sixty-six days ago I entered the shed. I think of this building in days not hours as the plans give - 700 hours to build one of these beauties. Days are more informative of progress to me. Actually I should'nt be counting at all, but my curiosity got me and the idea of having to start this once again. How long will it take the second time? ----------

I should go skiing, wait for the cold to pass and hit it again. In my morning post I thought it was going to be in the fifties - dream on! What wishful thinking, the temperature maxed out at 39.4 F. They say it will be in the mid-forties next week - they say, who is they, we'll see. Meanwhile I dream of building on a warm beach where I could run down to the water for a swim or if the swell was up a surf. Cold-cold-cold, you are get'in me down. I should abandon you boat for a session in the pow-pow. That would help but would I return before melt out in spring. Dream of that warm stretch of sand somewhere south of here. My viking blood must be thinning. The rice and beans and fish I eat must fortify. I can tolerate it but the epoxy will not cure. Yes I have those cold cold no good epoxy blues!




This is where I want to be building! A black sand beach in the warm air of a Pacific breeze