The house, like many aging creatures, has developed many unattractive sags and bulges. On his first walk-through, George descibed the rooms as having "marble floors." He was not referring to grand flooring material; a marble floor, in this case, is floor so well-sloped that a marble will happily roll from one side of the room to the other. We accepted this as a basic condition and have only been considering appliances and furniture with legs that will adjust to the different floor levels.
We still might need those legs, but the discovery of those very rotten beams, as noted on Monday has changed things a bit.
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work on the foundation---the old falling apart stones are now neatly cemented together, providing a base for the new beam that has taken up the load of the old rotten one. The wood framing the windows has also rotted out; they are now surrounded by strong new wood.
Fluffy white insulation is packed around everything--eventually, all will be water and air-tight for the next two centuries.
A good sign. After hours of rain and gusting winds and a sudden drop in temperature, the sky filled with a strange light--followed by the appearance of a rainbow making a complete arch over the house. I scrambled through the knee high soaked grass across meadows and up hills in a futile attempt to capture it, but my poor little phone just couldn't take it all in.
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