Senor and Linda Lou have been in Pueblo Alamos, Sonora, Mexico for 10 years.
Every day brings a new discovery.
They are still working on the casa............Senor says, it won't be long.........but Linda Lou says, it won't be long until what..............stay tuned to find out what's next.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Senor Has a Good Book

Buen dia! Here is a photo looking north.

The tall, bare tree in the center is an Amapa. The bare branches on the right are our huge crimson bouganvilla which we are pretty sure is not coming back. We will take most of it down after the portal is finished. Its thick trunks are wrapped around the big mesquite tree.

You can get an idea of how huge our yard is. I am thinking squash or pickle ball court someday. I am sure Senor would know how to make one of those. Dig hole, pour in cement..........can't be difficult. Outside the present portal the concrete work is being done for the extension of the floor.
See the large PVC pipe inside the rebar to the left? That will take rain water runoff to the cistern that we will build below. Senor looks like a crew boss.......this is one of the few times I have ever seen him standing still on the job. You can also see in this photo there is a large empty field next to our property.

Inside, four rooms without roofs. We are getting good breezes from all this open air. Small aircraft seem to get their thrills by buzzing us once in awhile. If you are one of the folks flying overhead on Saturday morning to see the progress, would you just go ahead and take a photo and bring it over so we can see what you are looking at?

Below, I am headed to the ladder to climb up and take some photos of the roof.

This little area is beginning to look nice. On the left is a trumpet vine that is starting to trail over the wall onto the street side. Bouganvilla and leggy poinsettias are also here. The tall lush trees are fuego (fire) trees. Many of the fuegos in town are bursting with huge fiery orange-red blossoms, but I think ours are still too young to bloom. (Thanks Glenn Ian, for commenting last fall that these plants might look good here). They do.
There is something about this ladder that bugs me. First, it does not look real inviting. It is rickety. It moves a little when you first put your foot on it. It is made of pine. It is a little warped. It has splinters all over it.

I just cannot go to the top of this ladder. I can only get my feet to go to the sixth rung. I have to be able to hold onto the top rung with one hand and then I can hold the camera up higher with the other hand and snap a photo. So, I have not officially really seen how it looks up there lately. If you recall I tried going up for photos once before to show you the parapet roof. Senor had to help, but we did get some good photos.
Don't ask me how I will climb the other ladder to paint the beams. At least it is a traditional two-sided ladder made of aluminum. I will figure it out.

I didn't realize how high up these beams are until I just posted this photo. I will need to paint the sides and the bottom.
I just went and looked at the beams. There is no way I can paint those beams while standing on the ladder!
The portal beams are over the ground. The ground is not level, so the ladder will not be level. They are at least eight feet high. I agreed to do this. But I think I need a roller and a long extension pole. I can't do that standing on a ladder, holding a paint brush. Nope. That will not work for me.
Okay, I have to go. I need to have a discussion with Senor. It is almost early afternoon and he has already called it quits for the hot hours of the day. He and the cats are in the bedroom, a/c is going, he has a good book.........he will not want to be bothered with this silliness of the ladder and rollers and extensions..........but I feel this may be critical.
adios..................... linda lou


Chrissy and Keith said...

WOW, lots of work for you and Senor. The yard is huge. I would back out the the painting deal too. Great photos.

Christine said...

Here's an idea. Times are hard. I bet you could find a young boy in your neighborhood on a Saturday who would gladly hold the bottom of your ladder for you in exchange for a little lunch and a small propina.