The weeks are blurring together now. Until recently I would write these entries on Sunday evening with pretty complete recall of what we had accomplished in the week immediately prior.  No longer.  Now I need to consult last week's post myself,  to recall when what happened.  

 Very memorable about this week is that I built a staircase for us to get up  to the second floor.   Of course,  this followed putting plywood decking down up there. But the stair is much more memorable because of the  incredible difference between having it,  and working up and down a ladder all the time.  Whew. 

 

Once the subfloor was done and the stairs in we were able to get moving with the second floor walls.  In short order we were up to the window bucks again -- these boxes that hold open the spaces where windows will go.  Some were able to be removed from downstairs and others had to be cut and reassembled anew (from the lumber that was in the downstairs ones, of course),  but we made quick work of gettin them in so that now the second floor is taking shape.  To the left and below is the corner of the bedroom.

(Notice that the first floor window opening in this shot are now without the wood framing)

These pictures are from this weekend.  As you can see, we had a little snow up here.  Although snow was predicted for all of Eugene, in only fell in the higher elevations.  We're at 900 ft, so we got some.  THere was none in town, and barely any once you got down off our hill. 

Earlier in the week Jennifer was inspired to photograph the sunrise -- which she watches from her stairmaster in the mornings:

The weather changes on a dime up here.  We went outside to take some pictures and the snow started to fall so heavily that the photos were a mess:  

   

After some chores we went inside for warming up and within minutes the sun came out and streamed through the trees on our western ridge.  I don't know if any phtograph could capture what I love about watching the light stream through up there,  and surelyI"m not enough of a phtographer to do it justice,  but until you get a chance to come and see for yourselves,  I ran out and made an effort.