I am the grit in the gears, the missing bolt, I am the poker of sticks into spokes. I like to know how things work, but sometimes when I take them apart and rebuild them, I have a few pieces left over. I am a man, so I tend to leave reading the instructions until after it goes wrong. And like all men I have a comprehensive mental map of the world and never need to ask directions. I never get lost, only sometimes I'm late, or end up in the wrong place entirely. It's what we do.
Love the 'pure' look of that roof!
ReplyDeleteI hope that your Christmas was/is a happy one and that 2008 brings you much joy and many adventures.
Thanks Lee, I just visited your blog and see that for you the hottest part of summer is approaching, and you have a glut of ripening apricots. A bonza christmas to you too.
ReplyDeleteAnd I like your stained glasswork!
Meanwhile I've just come home through freezing rain and big wet snowflakes.
Seems bizarre.
I used to live in a log cabin a bit like that one, by the way.
I estimate the snow load on that roof to be 1.5 metres in depth, which in Finland might typically indicate a load of 300 kilos (660 pounds) per square metre. -For the non metric, a metre is approx 39 inches.
visualise it as an oversized square yard and you'll be close enough.