Two of my manservants on the roof of the porch.
The other one was on the ground, presumably doing the sawing, when I went out to inspect their progress. I was unable to get any of them to work without their shirts on. Hmph. Good help is hard to come by these days.
In the past week they have put a new beam under the porch and jacked the thing up. Even I can see the difference between how the porch sits now and how crooked it was before.
Here the other outlaw, Devon, and Scott's nephew Quintin are insulating and putting soffit up. It was pretty hot yesterday so they were all beat by the time they called it quits.
Today the farmerboys are moving the bulls out to the three different pastures with the cows, so the burly beasts can do their duty. There is talk of continuing to work on the house this afternoon after a trip to Kelvington to visit the grandmothers and haul construction materials (picked up yesterday by the outlaw Walter because the lumber yard isn't open Sundays) home. We shall see. There's some wind today so conditions might be slightly better for lifting and pounding.
