Here is a record of our restoration of a 1928 craftsman. We will be the second family to live in the home. Watch our progress when we prevail and our privation and pratfalls as we do not.
By this point I had already heat gunned off all the paint on the chimney window, under the eaves, the side of the porch opening, and off the lookout boxes supporting the barge board. Here is a closer shot of the lookout and porch side:
And here they are completed:
The good news is that after I hung the wren box back up the wren came back.
Where next? No where to go but up:
2 comments:
Anything worth doing takes some effort! I'm so glad the wren came back, such beautiful birds
I have lived in two bungalows, neither Craftsman. One brick with tile roof and leaded windows in Oak Park, Illinois. French doors to dining room. The whole gorgeous schmear. But not craftsman. Take down the hideous scaffolding and the Christmas lights and don't paint. Opaque stain. Your house is so beautiful. I envy you. It is gorgeous and I LOVE it.
Well, actually I briefly rented in a bastardized Craftsman. Makes me envy you all the more.
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