A porch was added to the front of the house in recent years.
Can you imagine shaping these logs by hand?
And they fit together pretty well, huh?
Tom is looking tired and sad. Everyone is exhausted as you can imagine as we finish up the third day of funeral and family gatherings. We were privileged to be among the family members who made the trip to Bob's final resting place, a beautiful cemetery that just happens to be a hop, skip and a jump down the road from one of Bob's most favorite places, "The Hunting Shack". We stopped by the shack on the way back home. This was the family homestead of Bob's wife, Jane. Jane's mother was born and raised in this house which was built on 40 acres in the early 1900's by her father. With a great deal of tender loving care (on Bob's part) this building has been kept in livable condition. Very comfortable digs for a deer hunting party of father, sons and a friend or two.
It's a very pretty sunny evening now as the day is winding down. Tomorrow is another day to do with what we may. Glad to have it.