10 November 2010

Fits and Starts

In a scene in the movie "Swing Time," Fred Astaire had to toss an umbrella across a room, into an umbrella stand. On the day of filming, it just didn't go his way. He later said,

"I did it 45 times, and it always hit the edge. So I said, 'That's it! Tomorrow morning, first thing, I'm coming back, and I'm going to get [it] … I came back next morning fresh as a daisy, and that umbrella went into the stand on the first take."

I can't begin to tell how many times things have gone like this at times for me --- where the feel of something isn't right and you know you should quit or do something else for a while, and come back to the problem later. There is a great amount of wisdom in knowing the moment when you have to take a step back, rather than pressing on and making a problem worse by building up frustration. Working while angry is not generally conducive to productivity --- things get thrown, work gets sloppy and the anger consumes energy and tires its host. Admitting that something isn't working, rethinking and regrouping is not a sign of failure. A break often lets us see the problem in a different way --- either through analysis, remembering something forgotten, visualizing something going right and the steps necessary, and in physical challenges like in Mr. Astaire's case, getting a fresh spatial read on the situation and what the solution is going to take. I'm a big fan of productive breaks when there's something else that can be worked on.

And then there are some days when it's like the universe is telling you to go back to bed and wait for tomorrow. I had one of those days several years ago. It started with running out of battery charge in the middle of shaving, and the day went downhill from there. I don't remember the specifics, but I do remember that quite literally, nothing --- not one thing --- went right. In the evening I decided to wash a load of clothes and "try to get something productive done today." About a minute after the water started running into the washing machine, the plastic casing on the whole-house filter, located directly above the washer, cracked and stared spewing water, water everywhere. There are days like that. But, fortunately I've found, these days are often closely followed by ones where it seems like nothing can go wrong. It all evens out in the end.

10 November 2010

It's been awhile since my last post and I'm entering a blog post to inform all of my readers (that is, myself) that I am still alive and kicking. Since I last wrote, me and my cousin installed a tile floor in the same basement as in the post immediately below. In flooring you are given certain givens that are hard (and sometimes nigh impossible) to overcome satisfactorily. In many other applications, like the wall veneering, things can be mitigated and jury-rigged.... but a floor has to be level. Or, as level as one can get it. It would've helped in this particular house if the guys who poured the foundation / basement floor back in the '60s had actually been sober or gave a sh-- what they were doing. We managed to produce something workable out of the nightmare scenario that was present. I have done a 4' x 5' tiling job before using adhesive and pre-mixed grout, but it would have been nice to learn the from-scratch mastic and sanded grout tiling on a level floor. It was nice to be able to work with my cousin on this one; besides good-natured ribbing about him being a Democrat, we see things eye-to-eye and get along very well.

Foremost, I think, is our appreciation for using quality materials and doing a job correctly one time, as opposed to times when a homeowner buys straw and expects the installer to turn it into gold. Doing a job right the first time is always less expensive than paying to put in shoddy materials, then paying to deconstruct and reinstall when they fail. I ran into a family friend at Lowe's a while ago who was finally buying a good-quality kitchen faucet after having gone through four cheap models in the previous 5 years. This person has a buddy who'll install the faucet for a case of beer, so that is something of a saving grace rather than paying a plumber. Now, the savings on the so-called "cheap" models is about $40 give or take. But, rather than put in a reliable Kohler or Moen brand for a one-off $200, this guy probably spent $580 to $600 on faucets in the last five years. Whereas, picking the right faucet at the outset would have saved him about $400 and four cases of beer (plus, as he said it, the "Wife Inconvenience Factor" of not having water during each of those removal and installs).

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Got Ruff a so-called "Gentle Leader" collar yesterday and after some fits and starts, he was doing pretty well with it today on a walk on the dirt roads up the hill where I like to walk with him. This collar's function is to provide some tension on the muzzle so there is no lunging or pulling while walking. Apparently, this muzzle hold is what the wolf pack alpha uses to keep the others in line; nature and 10,000 years of domestication hasn't changed this methodology. Even for the first use (and I found out after the walk that I had missed a doohickey that eliminates slack in one of the straps), it seemed to calm him down a lot. I expect to be putting it to the test more in the coming days and weeks, and I'm certain it'll get my unvarnished opinion right here on TMT.

17 October 2010

The Stove Wall


Started a fieldstone veneering project about three weeks ago and finished it up last night. The space is located close behind a wood stove, so wallboard or wood was never possible there for the homeowner because it would be a fire hazard according to the local code. All heated elements of the stove need to be 18 inches away from wood (the upper beam's length from the stovepipe is just over 18 inches (whew!). But stone is a fine material to use in an application like this, and really fits with the rest of the house (there is a stone-lined wall directly above this on the first floor), and accentuates the post-and-beam feel in this walk-out basement. The measurements of the wall to be veneered are 7 1/2 feet tall by 9 feet wide.

I hung up the wire lath material last winter in anticipation of getting to it this season when the wood stove was idle (the cement would harden too fast if applied while the stove was in use). With it being against a cinder block wall, the easiest way to secure it was with a Duo-Fast ram-fire gun that used .22 cartridges that propel a 1" cement nail. I placed a #10 washer over the ram gun nail before I fired it so it would be sure to catch the mesh, rather than just go straight through a mesh hole. It took 4 pieces of lath, which had to be cut both for fit and stovepipe and ash door openings. The lath is very sharp, but my usual heavy-duty rubber-lined gardening gloves stood up to it nicely. These types of glove provide a great balance of protection without losing so much tactile grip.The lath is the best material and method to use because it adds a great amount of strength to the project. A bond between previously hardened cement and new cement is prone to failure if materials or specialized liquid additives aren't applied or used. With the lath, the cement hardens around the meshing and gives a strong bond.

Getting to it three weeks ago, the first step was amassing the stone that I'd be using, which I tried to keep at about 2 inches of thickness, give or take, so it wouldn't jut out too far from the 2x8s that frame it in. Some masons like to lay out a pattern on the floor and apply it piece by piece rather than determining fit on the fly. I didn't really have that luxury, but it went all right regardless. That process would be something to try to see if it quickens the pace, but as it went I don't think it would save all that much time. There would also bound to be problems in the translation between the theory of the layout and the reality of when stones go up on the wall. And I think it would kill some of the improvisation and artistry that goes into a wall like this. For example, using a photo from an old magazine as inspiration, I put in some metal tabs for support and laid in a small shelf on the left side.

I took some pictures showing the process that it takes to place a stone. This isn't intended to be a step-by-step of tools and instructions --- that is available in how-to books --- but I'll share my process here quickly, with accompanying pictures in an order that I hope this Blogger software doesn't totally boggle.

First, the stones have to be clean of dirt and debris to ensure good bonding with the cement. The cement should be mixed to a consistency that is often described as peanut butter. Those unaccustomed to mixing cement should be careful and add just a small amount of water at a time. Before applying to a stone, I take a trowel of cement and do several drops of it against the bottom of the mixing tub. This brings out some of the water to the outside of the ball of cement, congeals it a bit into a shiny surface, and makes it a little cleaner to work with.

I wet down the back of the stone because a dry stone will tend to suck out moisture from the cement too fast. I applied cement to the back of the stone, then tapped it down with the side of the trowel, making a score mark pattern, which helps the cement get into the tiny cracks and crags of the stone. I applied the stone against the lath in the position that I wanted it in, and did an initial press-in. Most stones required some wood shims (the wood lets go fairly easily once the cement is dried) to keep a consistent thickness for the finish grouting between stones. The exact time of when to add the shims is dependent on each individual stone's fit and steadiness against the wall. If shimming can be held off briefly, it will reduce the amount of clutter in the way of tapping and troweling.




I used a rubber mallet to tap the stones into place and to force the cement to work into and behind the lath. This is also accomplished with a trowel for smoothing the cement and, in tight spaces and odd corners, fingers must be used (I recommend wearing latex gloves when touching cement for any length of time, as it takes a toll on skin).

Some stones didn't require bracing, but most did. Obviously, as the stone courses got higher, the bracing boards needed to be longer. I leaned them against the stone, kept pressure toward the wall, and butted a stone on the floor behind the brace to hold it in place, and did a few gentle taps on the floor stone with the rubber mallet toward the brace to secure it.


After each course of stone was laid, I brushed them off with a brass-bristle wire brush to remove cement spots. This can get pretty dusty, and wears away at the brushes pretty fast.

The last step, once most of the stones were up on the wall, was filling in between them with cement. This was the most labor-filled part of the project. Tried using a grout bag, but the consistency of cement needed for it to flow out was a deal-breaker on this axial plane, as it would have run down the face of the stones. So, it took a while of shaping small balls of cement and pushing them into the joints (which when placing the stones, I tried to keep at about a finger-width). I usually tried to split the difference and meet at the perimeters or edges of the stones that are in a particular spot. This is also the point where I would fill in smaller gaps by pushing in small stones into the already-packed joints and then smoothing the cement around these space-fillers. I generally tried to keep a slightly concave U shape to the joints, similar to the grouting on traditional brickwork. Then wire-brushing should be done when it was almost dried. This final brushing is one of the critical points in how each stone is going to be showcased. As I just wrote, I generally tried to stick to the tradition slightly concave U shape, but there are some special considerations, such as where a few stones stick out farther than the rest. This is the opportunity to show off a bit of their profile rather than grout all the way to their edges. As much as stonework is about brute heft with a fixed, matter-of-fact purpose, there is a lot of room for artistry.


Following the final wire brushing, which leaves a lot of cement filings, I did clean-up with a Shop-Vac that has an insert bag, so as to keep the cement dust from simply recycling back into the air and redepositing on everything. This vacuum is also powerful enough to get all of the dust so it won't be tracked all through the home. I used the brush attachment to go all over the dried stones, to vacuum off whatever dust and bits of cement that were left, and then the 1/2 inch of the previously mentioned cement filings on the floor. Then again, clean-up is something that happens every day as I try to keep the area organized. Bits of cement fall to the floor --- it's a fact of any veneering like this. In all, six 80-pound bags of  S-type cement (the recommended type for veneering projects like this) were used. And proudly, I can say that the cement wastage I collected over the three weeks would fill about a gallon milk jug to about three-quarters. Not too bad.

It was a process of finding fits and trying to fill gaps (there were a lot of V-shaped gaps while setting stones that I was a little worried about, but which really melt into the picture once finished). There were small trials of having to support stones over the ash doors so they had nothing to rest on at the bottom. There were a few spots where the cinder blocks jutted out a half-inch or more than surrounding parts. You innovate and work around it, you save this thin stone for that spot. No big deal. I was able to use mostly medium-sized stones in this wall, several large stones (one up high on the right side that I particularly like) and some small stones and it all came together in a consistent pattern.

I'm very pleased with how the wall came out. A feature like this is a real eye-catcher and really turned around the look of this area for the homeowner. The time on it was about 120 hours.

13 September 2010

The Rose Wall, Part II

I completed building the rose wall last week, with the finished pictures below.

The roses I put in the bed were a little worse for wear, but they've bounced back somewhat even in this short amount of time --- the one that looked almost dead is now sprouting three small leaves. It should have adequate growing time left to establish some roots and be able to overwinter. This bed design also makes it pretty easy to fill in around the roses with some fallen leaves for insulation. Filled the plant bed up with some nice topsoil and (according to the rose planting instructions) 50/50 mix of topsoil and potting soil around the roots. Scratched in some rose fertilizer the next day, then put on about 3 inches of brown landscaping mulch to help keep the soil from drying out.

Very pleased with this project. Altogether, it took about 50-55 hours of labor. Well, that's not including the time spent picking and loading two trailer-loads of stone from property across town. Hard going, that, prying each stone up from the soil that is reluctant to loosen its grasp. But it was a little easier using a large garden cart that was outfitted with old bicycle tires. So at least I didn't have to walk every stone down to the road. I've taken a lot of stone out of that place, and just when you think that there can't be much more usable stone left --- stone that has the flat, slightly angular faces needed for a nice-looking wall, you find an untapped section that's loaded with them.

Have an interior wall lining coming up that I've already done some prep work on and need to get finished before the season ends and wood stove heating season begins.

20 August 2010

The Rose Wall, or 'It's Turtles All the Way Down!'

Started this a few weeks ago and it's been an off-and-on project when I've had some time between others.

As usual, I've used what was there from deconstruction (the old wall was haphazardly thrown together quite a long time ago out of available rocks and was starting to falling apart) along with bringing in a supplement of nicer-faced stone. The first decision was to step it out from being just a flat retaining wall, because of several monstrous "turtles" at ground level that are nearly impossible to build on sturdily. These are so termed because of their turtle-shelled shapes. Nothing can lay flat on top of them, without some serious back, front, and side wedging that is subject to failure when going up against frost heaves and force majeure. Better to come up with a design that avoids those turtles altogether. With consideration to how much stone/time it would take, and the fact that there were some unplanted roses in the yard --- white and red... how very Hundred Years War --- an idea to create some steps up to the higher bank merged into a raised flowerbed design, and a stone seating area. Just to note that I also offered the idea of creating a small water feature, which actually wouldn't cost too much, but with a lake about 20 feet away, this wasn't favored. It's all about choice, and giving options.

I have broken the rules of dry stone wall construction on this one, I will admit. On any given site, there are things one just has to work around, notably here are the two rocks on the left side. On top of the largest stone whose top is turtle-ish (but which couldn't very well be mitigated), I used some Liquid Nails exterior adhesive the other day. So, this is not a completely "dry" wall. The stone was solid as set and will be tied down by large stone on top of it, but I felt much more comfortable with a little extra insurance, that will last, per the copy on the adhesive tube "for the life of your project."

It's coming along pretty well, and I've had a few days of having "the hot hand," which is always a good feeling.

14 August 2010

14 August 2010

We were in the Christmas Tree Shops the other day stocking up on some Voortman cookies (this seems to be the only place that carries the brand for our favorite windmill cookies) and not 10 feet into the store, the rear cart wheel bumped into something. I looked down to see a small black pouch that looked like a change purse. Didn't look in it, but it turned out to be a minimalist purse. At check-out a few minutes later, the cashier next to us said he was waiting for a lady who forgot her wallet in her car. Well, what 're the odds? As she walked back in the store I directed her over to the service desk where we'd left it. The woman started thanking us profusely and said that her heart was still beating out of control.

I've been in the same boat. A pair of green khakis I wore back at the U had a back pocket that things slipped out of easily enough.... One day after leaving the campus library, come to find out that the usual bump in the seat wasn't there. Panic. Looked around me on the bus. Tried to backtrack, which included a long walk between buildings. Finally got back to the library to one of my usual seats and there it was, untouched. (I did change my PIN number on bank cards, etc. that day just to be safe.)

Still remember that wallet --- very worn brown leather bi-fold featuring a faint hunting dog stamp pattern, with black stitch lacing along the perimeters. It finally fell apart about a year after I graduated. It was old when I started using it after finding it in a drawer as a teen and I got about ten years out of it. Its replacement still doesn't have 1 percent the character that old wallet had.

28 July 2010

28 July 2010

Reported for jury duty this morning, which was a new experience in the thrilling brand of the American court system. It consisted of 6 hours sitting on my bum on a hard oak pew, watching other business-casual-clad citizens answer questions like where they and their spouses work, whether they can be impartial, etc. And in the end, I never had to say a word and literally have nothing to show for those 6 hours, not even the proverbial "I spent 6 hours waiting in jury duty and all I got was this lousy T-shirt" T-shirt. We got some loose parameters of the civil case being tried, none of which I will be going into here or elsewhere, per instructions. Will see whether I get re-called for another case at a later date.

This episode put a bit of a crunch on an upcoming project, as I didn't know whether I would be available on such-and-such dates. But that's how it goes in the functioning of the 6th and 7th amendments. In a world where some governments don't hesitate to presume guilt, lop off body parts or simply let injustice reign free... if a loss of 6 hours (with meager compensation) is my worst problem I have no cause for complaint.

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Canned and processed some of our garden cucumbers a couple of weeks ago, and today tried some of the non-water bath fridge batch for the first time. Not too bad. A slightly strong garlic taste, but they are undoubtedly dill pickles. Tried several different slicing methods in the batch --- chips, spears and so-called "sandwich stacker" cuts. We have more pickles now than we'll likely use in the next year (which is the shelf life for these). Really getting a handle on preserving. Might try some of the green beans next. Then again, I might not... we might just eat them all fresh.