We interrupted the drywall project to do cider.
We picked 35 bushels of apples in an hour on top of the hill.
Megan has her own style of bagging apples.
Emily sampled every variety.
More pairs of hands and many apples to choose from meant this was a lot more fun than usual.
Things have been so busy, I wanted to skip it this year.
I'm glad that no one agreed with me.
Kenton took this full bag the long way down.
At Sam Beachy and Sons
Down the chute
Almost ready to press
Filling the 110 jugs
Everybody likes to help.
And then there's that other project
Jamison is old enough to be a big help.
Ever since we remodeled the kitchen I've tended to think of other projects as minor.
Remodeling in This Old House will probably never be minor.
Nothing is square, studs are rarely where you expect, wiring is a mystery...
in short, anyone involved voluntarily is pretty special.
Cindy and Carolyn are special.
They came on purpose to help
And brought lunch.
Cindy came back twice!
And brought supper!
And showed off the skills she learned from the "Abraham Lincoln Internet School of Drywall."
Do NOT be deceived.
This wall almost brought several of us to tears.
It had 2 upright studs about every 4 feet.
It had horizontal studs randomly placed.
It was so frustrating! The studs would be found and marked...and disappear 3 feet down the wall only to appear at different levels...and the process would start again after 4 more feet.
There were a lot of holes pounded in that wall trying to find randomly placed horizontal studs.
Dad had the fun job of turning this bedroom closet into a hallway closet.
It only involved cutting through 4 or 5 layers of boards.
The drywall is done.
The plaster is close to done.
The rest...well, it is harvest time for the Farmer in the Dell.
Mom and Dad left for home this morning.
They couldn't take anymore of our fun.
Of course, if we wait long enough maybe they'll come back and finish the project.