The barbecue comes later

Ref had said they wouldn't be working on Memorial Day, but so much for that.

"We're just gonna be here another half-hour," he said Monday morning, because he wanted to finish up on the rafters.

Here, Steve shoots a nail home while Ref and Gregory hold the board in place. Mr. B was back in the bedroom, cutting wood to specs that Ref was madly shouting out. I know the picture isn't focused well, but everyone was in motion. Still, the string sure looks like a laser line -- which is exactly the way it functions.

Some of the pieces took a bit of delicate shaving to fit behind the string -- a lot easier with the "white wood," spruce, than the "green" treated pine that framed the second-floor roof.

"Save those," Ref said at one point, gesturing to some of the scraps that would make perfectly good shims. He'd just taken the guys to the lumberyard to point out plywood sheets that now sell upwards of $40 apiece, when they were $23 a few months back.