Cherry Doors

Feb. 8

All of the inside walls are framed up and the next task is to finish leveling and setting the four sets of pocket doors. The eight foot black cherry ones on the second floor were finally installed today. These are the ones we bought at a garage last summer for $12.50 each… a remarkable find. They originally came from a Victorian house not far from here. They had all of their original hardware but the track for hanging them was missing.  We used modern barn door hardware to make the track (some modification required) and they work great.

For the last two days the electrician has been here to finish getting all of the wiring on the interior walls completed. When that is done we can get the last of the plasterboard  and we will start hanging it on the interior walls and ceiling in preparation for the two coat plaster work that will be the final surface. Sam better get his plastering arms in shape, one for holding the hod and one for the trowel. At the end of the process he’ll understand why many of the old-time plasterers were drunks, and why getting plastered is a euphemism for drinking too much! Jim

Dear Sir, I object. Although I have much to learn of plastering, and will either strengthen or lose my arm, I will remain a teetotaler. It has been immense fun to see the whole house come to this point. I have proven not only you, but to my own self, that I can plod well into this unseen task; watch, learn, assemble, and even start to acquire the beginning of skill at a few subjects. While plastering may be a mind numbing task, this is not the first time that I have partaken in such a mental/physical practice. Each day is testament to this fact. Sir, each day is testament. Sam

Interior shots

For your viewing pleasure. A few snapshots of the interior of the octagon house.

The two largest sliding doors getting sanded in the dining room. Room beyond is kitchen

Partial view out of the living room window.

Looking up into the 'cathedral'.

 In library looking into living room.

Background is upstairs bathroom. Foreground is spare bedroom.

Coming up the back stairs.

Blue room. Spare room beyond.

The large bedroom.

Jan 14 2013

It is the middle of the coldest month here so not much is happening that anyone can see…from the outside. Inside, partitions are going up and the track for the oak pocket doors are in the process of being hung. The main staircase from the first to second floor has been decided on but not built yet; we are using the back stairs to gain access to the bedrooms. This week we removed the temporary floor from the cupola in order to complete some wall partitions. Once opened, the view became almost spectacular. Light streamed in from the eight cupola windows high overhead and gave one the feeling of being in a small cathedral! It is about 35 feet to the top of the cupola from the ground floor.  The bright yellow of the walls and ceiling are from the spray foam insulation that hasn’t yet been covered with plasterboard.  This is the stage where everything seems to go exceedingly slow. A whole day can pass in work and at the end of it, it is almost impossible to see what has been accomplished! Yet, it is all coming together. Evenings Sam chips away on the stone for the window and door arches we’ll need in the spring, and I use construction scraps to build the corbels we will need for under the roof at the second floor level. Jim

There may be an end in sight. There may not be an end in sight. More importantly there is the pause to look at what has been done.To see an angle you must try to hide it and the eye is suddenly beckoned.To see the largeness of a space, we have broken it into parts. Intimate parts and spaces that draw us in. The light illuminates and attracts. The walls delineate, form, and impress the importance of the space that is this octagon. Sam

The attic

A new season

Dec. 7

Winter is finally here with the first snowfall of the season. It has been an incredibly dry summer…good for working outside but it also resulted in very few days off from the project to rest and catch our breath. That was maybe a good thing. The last of the heating system was finished and hooked-up yesterday just before the snow. Had there been more rainy days we might not have made this deadline. We are ready for the cold weather and will be able to work inside now for the whole winter.

 Interior partitions are going up and door casings made and doors hung. Sam has begun to hang sheet rock for eventual plastering in some of the rooms and the whole place is beginning to look like a house…at least on the inside. We’ve moved most of the needed building supplies inside for the winter to avoid having to drag them through the snow. It is all still a daunting task and we probably have two more years of work ahead of us before the project is completed. On the coldest days we will be in the basement cutting stone for the arches that will go over each window and fabricating decorative cedar shingles that will cover the second floor exterior. Sam also has to strip many of the interior doors to prepare them for stain or paint. I think we both look forward to the respite that the holiday season will provide.  Jim 

Yes, winter is here. Work has not stopped, and there is more to do than I remember yesterday. The insulator asked, and I agreed to do some work for him a day or two a week. He too is pressed to finish projects before severe cold really sets in. This house has really given me an interesting perspective of the seasons. The seasons must dictate and kindly direct our habits. Cold is to be prepared for as well as warmth. Each invites us to gather what blossoms or withers with equal respect and measure. Many of my generation live for the now. Now it is hot, or now it is cold. Rather I am broadening my view to see that it may be warmer or colder. Cycles and patterns exist, and I must observe, plan, and prepare. Gather the wood for heat now, for tomorrow will be cold. Dress the stone today for it may be warm to lay tomorrow. There is more planning that is to be done that I am not aware of. I observe and quiz Jim for he has seen many more seasons than I. We have paced ourselves to each season. Each dictates and directs. In each we build this structure to enjoy and prepare for the next. Sam

Sand After September

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Oct. 10

It has been quite a month! Coming into September I was wondering if we’d be able to get the house sealed up before winter hit. There was so much to do. The plumbing rough-in had to be completed, the furnace hooked-up,  The radiant heat tubing laid out and covered, the insulation sprayed in, the gas and electric lines laid, the remaining windows installed  and finally the brick chimney built up through the roof. As of today, everything is done except the chimney, which is nearing the attic rafters and the electrical hook-up of the furnace. Looks like we will make it but it still keeps me awake at night. While the insulator was at work we laid some of the finished stonework at the front entrance, which is a great improvement over the concrete block. I’ve alerted Sam that I plan a 2 week hiatus from the place as soon as it is ready for winter. Then we’ll have to plan the interior layout and prepare the walls for thin coat plaster.  Jim

I just want to be happy. I want a big flat screen television with very high definition and hundred pixels. A large freezer with dozens of hungry-man meals, and a fine microwave oven to cook them instantaneously to boot. Enough of this stone lifting, sand toting, cement mixing, and near constant drudgery. I could have my feet up on a plush faux leather sofa, remote in hand watching how people move supplies and build houses. Instead I keep my head down, watching my shuffling feet. At the end of the day I have something more than cheeto stains, and a sore remote. I have mud on my shoes, and a pile of stones.  Sam

Electricity!

September

The electricity arrived today. Hook-up was completed just after the noon hour to our great relief. All windows and doors are in, and the plumbing rough-in is done. We are now preparing for the insulator to arrive and seal up the walls and ceiling for winter. We still have to get a chimney up for the heating plant but that should only take about a week. When the gas pipe is laid, we will be able to get the fill sand we need to get the radiant heat piping into the first floor. I am waiting patiently for the day when the house is sealed-up in preparation for the winter. I plan a two week hiatus to recover from the work, the summer heat, and all the pressures that come with racing against the weather. We will have a long winter to work inside framing partitions, hanging wall board and building staircases, but right now, I need a break! Jim

Indeed a lot has happened. Today, while the electricity was run and hooked up, I was up on the cupola roof finishing up the shingling. Thankfully the weather has been improving. Sam

My uncle requested that we post a picture of what the finished house will look like. Below is a link to the Hudson, WI house that will be very similar in size to ours: http://community.pressenter.net/~octagon/

Grunt and groan

Aug 3

The heat here has been enervating. We’ve had only two days of normal temperatures in the last six weeks. Every other day in the period has been in the upper 80’s and nineties. But, by far the humidity has been the worse problem. We sweat just standing still. The afternoons are often unbearable. As a result the progress is slow. We have the sheeting up on four of the eight walls. A rudimentary staircase is in to the basement and the second floor, and I have begun to frame out the interior walls on the first floor. Today the electrician stopped by to begin wiring the exterior walls and to set the electrical panel. The cupola is framed and six of the eight sides are roofed. We have also begun the stone facing in order to prepare for the setting of the electric meter. This has been one of the hottest summers on record here and has delayed progress by at least three weeks. We are hoping for a long cool fall in order to catch up. Jim

A real pattern has set in. In the morning I grunt, Jim groans, and we decide to start the day working on the house. Depending on the humidity we are able to work until ten o’clock and have a tea break. A few complaints from Jim about the weather and arthritis, and I smile, nod, and wipe the sweat from my brow. After we are recuperated, we head back to the worksite to either continue on the task we had left off on, or as the sun turns full bore from behind the maple and hackberry that shade our site shift to a shadier spot and start a new task. A groan from Jim to show he still moves. I grunt to acknowledge and move in the pattern of our day. Sam