continuation

When the roof and beam with birds were fixed in place and bolted home, the ladders removed, the men fitted the large windows and hung the two doors.  How good it felt to be completed externally, now all that was left to do, it knew, was the interior linings and sealing against the weather.

The men were all sitting down on the ground, admiring their handiwork, and commenting on how fine it looked, whilst they ate their lunches and rested before sorting out it’s interior. It liked hearing their favourable comments, it gave a warm glow throughout it’s wood.

Lunch over, the men entered, and first they cut lengths of tar backed paper to hang to prevent moisture seeping in, it was a strange sensation as they stuck this on, sort of sensual and tickly. Next came the fibre layer for insulation for the cold weather and finally the cedar planks already cut to fit perfectly were put in place.  All that was left now for the men to do was to seal the windows and doors.

They stood back and admired the vision in front of them, it was beautiful. A good day’s work and thanks to the Major, who only bought quality it had all been so easy.

After they had left, and dusk began to fall, it looked at it’s surroundings, before it was a profusion of colour, it would see it all better in the light of the morning. It could see all shapes and sizes, from tiny violets to huge climbing bougainvillea, it could smell the evening perfume they gave off. It sighed to itself, it was going to enjoy living here. Night fell and bathed the garden with it’s silvery light. All was peaceful and quiet.