The excitement of starting the deconstruction has given way to the melancholy of what is going away. I think for me it was the back steps (photo lower left). Seeing them gone from a place that has always been the entrance to "the cottage" since our purchased in 1994 brings home the fact that a major transition is taking place to the physical structure and also to our sensibility of what the cottage has been for 17 years, a place of solitude, comfort, serenity, and escape.
The new structure, still called "the cottage," will be transformed into our home and we will have to get the building back to the place we have settled into like an old stuffed chair.
To see the anatomy of the place in its naked state brings out the hap-hazard, slap-dash manner of construction used to make it stand. As one of the guys working on the place said in relation to the construction, "this place would burn up before it would fall down." The statement was as much a remark on the construction as a damnation of the electrical wiring.
The third day yields the second full dumpster, and the crew waiting for the company to arrive and switch out for an empty one. There was a bunch of metal that has been taken away and the lead pipes from the plumbing drains, which were getting a bit clogged.
Withe the back porch gone the new foundation will be the next thing to be started and leveling the current foundation.
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