Building the Woodshed (Day Two)

The first thing Kristi said this morning when I started sawing down the extra lengths of 4x4s was, "Your parents are not going to approve."  "Sorry Dear," was my reply, "where do you think I learned how to do it this way?"

Yes, that is a chainsaw in my hands.

 Haul the metal roofing out.

Slide it into place (harder than it sounds when you are bulldogging a 16 foot long piece of sharp metal).

Then you "just" screw it into place!

Tomorrow, painting and moving the wood pile into its new home.