This afternoon, after the paint jobs are finished, all and sundry neighbours will hear my table saw ripping logs and roof slats for my next batch of birdhouses: 'Log cabins - Phase Two, with a couple of classic modifications' will be underway. Wood chips will fly, sawdust will catch the breeze, much more than noise from the whirring saw blade will fill the air.
["Job one: Paint the roof white for a winter sale"]
Photos by GH
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