Home sweet home

Home sweet home
I was 68 years old when I built this log cabin to live in on my 40 acres in Oklahoma. The only power tool I used was a chain saw to fell the trees. The rest was all done with hand tools. The logs were squared off with the foot adze I am holding in the picture and the logs were then skidded through the woods by a jackass (ME). Some had to be dragged a quarter mile. The only help I had was a friend helping with the two top courses of logs. The wall was too high for me to do it by myself at that point. Everything is fitted together. The only nails are the ones that hold the roofing on. JUST LISTEN TO THAT OL' BOY BRAG. ;-] And look at all the junk he flung out the door. Why I believe that's a real live redneck.

Sunday, June 15, 2008

Apologies

I hope my readers will forgive me. The Alzheimer Gal is back in the hospital. This time she had a seizure and I had to call the ambulance crew to come get her. There was no way she could make it to the car.
I'll try to get back to the story but I have no idea when.
Hoody

2 comments:

loveyh said...

Oh, no, hoddie! I hope she's okay, and I hope you're gholding up well. Many good thoughts and well-wishes sent your way.

hoodat said...

Thanks for the well wishes. She's out of the hospital and into rehab now. They never did find a cuse of it; Hoody