The Oratory – not the word for speechifying, but the place of

meditation (I guess you hear God). New for us too. The Celtic tradition of the contemplative life was not in community, but in isolation. Annie had thought she might build a shed as she had while living at the Lauriston Hall Community (which we visit next), but Phil wanted to have her in something better built. Since he was tied up with the greenhouse refurbishing and Jim begged for a project, we agreed to let Jim do some

sketches to see if Annie might like something. Some doodles in the back of a book and a letter later, we had an enthusiastic start to the project. Phil and Jim went over Phil's extensive stash of building materials, and came up with a shopping list.

Jim nailed some sticks together to get Annie's help in getting the exact location, then Jim started digging holes for some blocks to rest the frame on. Phil put up a tarp, and Gail and Annie did

their errands and work as before, so no pictures of the quaint Welch villages Gail visited... As Jim worked out the way to build a frame strong enough with the existing material, the trigonometry slowed the pace of building.

The two part sub-frame and frame takes shape...

By the time Annie, Gail and Jim take off for Scotland, starting west of Castle Douglas (town name), the floor is laid down, and two of Phil's scavenged industrial grade windows are in place, reversing the usual method of framing – but hey, it's a shed.
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