Yesterday dad took all the tools and things out of the attic. We're getting there...
See? Niiice.
This afternoon, dad felt the need to 'cut the pew'...if you know what I mean...
He decided to actually cut the pew down to size.
Craig and I got an old pew that Highland Presbyterian (where we were married) was getting rid of because it was in disrepair and unused.
It's like twelve feet long, and at the 2/3 mark was a broken support...
So dad cut it down to a more manageable eight feet or so.
We put the end back on and put it in the library temporarily so it was out of the way while we were working.
While dad worked on the pew, I was working on mudding the wall...
with natural clay plaster from our yard (clay+sand+water).
A view from the corner showing the relative spaciousess of the space without a twelve-foot pew in the way!
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