Why it's called hardwood
That's Deco, nailing in a course of mahogany by the front door.
And with the big room three-fourths done, the space certainly takes on a different aspect.
It finally feels 36 feet long, for one thing, and the similarities and differences in tone and texture from the ceilings and doors add a little interest.
But just a few minutes after I took this picture, the nail gun jammed.
"Hardwood," Dave harumphed. "Oak wouldn't bother this gun, but mahogany. . . . Sometimes it's just too tough for the nails."
"Aye," said Deco, "that's the downside. The upside is that it's going to be here for a century or so."
1 comment:
dang. so you knew, all along, just how magnificent it would be. this is like getting to the end of a great book, and shuffling through the pages to find the juicy bits because you have to go to sleep, but you can't wait to see how it all comes together. sumptuous, might be the word. love, b
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