Business, Old House Style

Working from a home office in a historic house means getting a whole new perspective on the working world. Pictured here is business as seen from the Money Pit.








Conference Room

Corporate Retreat

Getting there....

Stone and Water

WooHoo! Here is the mudpit where Richard used to BBQ under VERY challenging conditions. Groundcover goes in between the bluestone, and we will be Tri-Tip ready. I already gave it the "cocktail party test" by going out there in high heels, no loss of ankle stability.

And this is a gadget Jeff installed for the fun of it. The spigot sits below ground level, so we do not have to drag hoses across plants when we want to hand water or hose down a surface. It also bypasses the house system so we don't use softened water in the yard, which would kill the plants. Yes, I do get excited about really silly things. Thanks for noticing.

The Men of Lemon Street

You were expecting a hottie calendar, huh? Could work...their wives would have fits though. Anyway, there is no way we could do what we do here without the faithful help of some amazing people. This is George. We love George. George is family. I am not exaggerating to say that this house would not be as far along as it is without him. And it will be our pleasure to continue teaming up with him until it is done, and then keep him coming back to fix it when the kids break it. You know its coming.

These guys are from Natural By Design. I know their names, but I get them mixed up, because I am terrible with names. But I can say that they absolutely rock. Professional, courteous, they do not play radios on the jobsite, they clean up after themselves, no cussing (that I know of) and always smiling and polite. When you wake up with these guys, and spend all day with them around, you better like them as people, and Jeff's crew are great people. Even if I cannot name them.

The Stone is Here!

It's not everyday that you start the morning with a truckful of gravel waking the neighbors (sorry folks). But bright and early the manly-men from Southwest Boulder arrived with their bright yellow truck full of "Graphite Gray".

The DG will crunch-crunch-crunch underfoot, a romantic sound Richard and I are both hooked on, nothing says old-house-garden better! Richard and I were out at the stoneyard Saturday, with Jeff and his crew. Most of the Natural by Design crew are talented masons, and watching them ogle the stone yard like kids in a candy shop made me wish we had 7 homes so we could get them to build projects with everything we loved out there. Southwest offered so much to choose from, and of course just loving something does not always work, the material has to fit the project. While the Owens would have used dirt paths and poured in place cement walkways, we were looking to add a little more "bang", while honoring the period.

In the end, we fell for an amazing stone, a form of bluestone in a green/brown mottled mix that Jeff had never seen before, and the stone people said is very rare. The stone is a type of sandstone, which makes it appropriate to the region, as a "it might have been done back then"...yeah, if the Owens family had unlimited resources....but artistic license is part of the old-house thing, as long as we do not do anything jarring. I have seen too many polished, rainbow granite countertops in otherwise lovely period kitchens. People, let the house tell you what it wants. Mine says "Feed me more money!" Glad to oblige, as long as the green stuff holds out.

World's Saddest Gardening Day

Today's post was promised to be landscaping, and we will get there. The photo is our beloved 'World's Best Cat" Otto, and his staff, Elizabeth, napping. Otto has been ill for many years, and this morning God called him home, where he can "fluff" Grammie and Grampie again. Jeff, the landscape god, (note the small G, there is only one Lord) was on site when we found Otto, and he had his guys dig a hole in the soon-to-be rose garden. We buried "Frito-Butt" where we can visit him. Elizabeth is out of town this weekend, so when she returns (we just ruined her vacation) she can choose a rose for Otto, and we will put it in with the roses we are transplanting from Richard's Mom's house. So it really will be a memory garden.

That said, here is the garden. It may be raw to you, but to us it is absolutely gorgeous! Having battled a mud-pit-construction-debris-dump for 4 years, seeing anything that may become a real garden is beyond exciting! This is the north area, between us and the bungalow courts next door. We are putting in a knot garden, companion planted for vegetables. DG will crunch underfoot along this path, and a fountain goes out in the elipse at the top of the photo, where the rose garden will be. Our iron swing goes under that pergola at the far end. The irrigation system is run from a computer, with its own weather station, which I will post about as soon as I understand it......

...and after....

Here is our baby, after the details were restored, the woodwork was repaired (lots and lots of nail holes from those shingles) and a paint job by Steve Goodyear's crew. Paint courtesy of Behr, they gave us the product in exchange for participating in a survey on how we liked it, and using photos of the house for future promotions. Garden by Jeff Smith, more on him next.....