By early 2001, Robert had finished his welding shed. He left it open at the top, maybe so fumes could escape? Or maybe just because the metal panels were that tall, and he wanted to make it taller for building arbours. From henceforth it would be known as The Silver Shed.
Between the shed and the old green trailer, he created an artistic patio space, one level lower than the garden. He had replaced our small bathtub with a clawfoot one a few years before and he enclosed the old tub in wood and made it into a water feature with a little fountain. It looked as it the water came under the path from the natural pond on the other side of the garden.
Robert acquired some old decking wood from Klipsan Beach Cottages and made a small deck behind the pond, making the area more civilized:
Over the winter, we had worked hard at home to make a gravel patio where a swamp-grassy area had been. (From ’94 on, an old wicker chaise lounge had sat there till it moldered away.)
Below, you can just see that on the front side of the pond, Robert had build a nice squared off sitting area. I came home one day from an outing to nurseries and found it done.
Below: view from our upper window:
Below: at the lower gate (2nd SW and Spring Street), with the rampant white rambler and “Bobbie James’ rose:
I need to get me another ‘Bobbie James’ rose! Once blooming and wonderful.
The RV park to our north had sold to new owners who were also backhoe happy, but since we were no longer surrounded on both sides by backhoe noise, we just watched with bemusement as the carved the hill. (In 2005, the owner told me he was planning to make terraces and have people park their rigs on said terraces in order to have view sites. It seemed a bit unlikely, and never happened, and eventually he had to have a wall put in to protect the flatland RVs from land slippage. And then it sold again, but by then I was living on Lake Street.)
One day they were burning slash and a corner of the woods caught on fire! There was a flurry of excitement but they got the fire put out.