When we arrive, we learn that the owner of the crane had an "attack" on his crane during the night and since the tires had some security system on them, the robber couldn't steal them but did manage to "vandalize" them by taking some of the lug nuts off the tire.
It has made him a bit late as he had to drive slowly. He also has some trouble backing into the driveway, but soon the work in under way.
I suddenly realize that this pile that looks like a modern sarcophagus that I've been passing by each morning, is actually all the fermettes that were finished last year. I suppose I didn't notice because I didn't know what the next step on the house would be. Given that all the fermettes were not finished, plus the weather at the end of last summer was not ideal, they had to be put away under the plastic waiting for this summer to put them up.
Here the driver is still trying to back up his vehicle.
Meantime, the kitchen patrol gets started on lunch. We have also been asked to put up some of the squash in salt brine for winter use.
Inside the "murderers" get out their knives.
The faceless wonder!
It's sprinkling light when the first fermette begins to rise.
Oops, I thought it was supposed to stay up!
Something delicate is brewing as Marthe has a whisk in her hand. I'm trying to remember what it was she had in mind to cook.
Meantime, the house really begins to look like a house. Apparently some of the fermettes have become slightly warped over the time they have spent under the plastic and it is more difficult to settle them into their permanent place. Just another of the difficulties one can run into in this kind of construction.
Even Emile is excited by this progress and he goes up to help place the new parts of his house.
Finally it's lunchtime and again the food is ravenously consumed - right down to the last lick!
With the owner of the crane, his son, and Emile, not all of us Wwoofers are needed up on the house at this point. But there are still plenty of gardening chores to be done. Not all of the squash has been canned so I look for the last jars that are available. All the others are helping Magda turn what was recently just a patch of weeds into a new spot for the transplants that have gotten big enough to be set out in the garden.
There are 30 fermettes so it is not yet half done. But there a feeling of excitement in the air!
We don't leave until half the fermettes are in place and tonight we have a special dinner in Castillon as Sandrine will not be available tomorrow night for a good-bye dinner. The three of us who have been living at Pierlo's are all of us are leaving on Saturday. Yet another picture? Finally everyone gets on board.
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