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Old English Bank Barn Gets Demolished

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By Amy Dolego

As soon as the sun peeked through the woods in our back yard on that Saturday morning, I was already dressed and waiting in eager anticipation.  There wasn’t a cloud in the sky and it was going to be a beautiful day for a barn demolition.

At this point, I was tired of looking at the skeletal remains of the Old English Bank Barn in my backyard.  It slipped and shifted ever so slightly each day under the weight of its collapsed roof.  I was also sick of worrying and wondering about the condition of the contents trapped inside.  So today, after five months of waiting, our barn was finally coming down. Continue reading

Red Dumpster is Poised for Barn Demo

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By Amy Dolego

After months and months of delay, our insurance company finally sent us the check for our barn which collapsed in January under the weight of the snow (see “Collapsed Barn Held High Hopes”, 02-04-11).  We still don’t know why it took so long, but we’re happy that it’s settled and we can concentrate on finding a way to reconstruct the barn within our budget.

It’s hard to explain, but seeing a collapsed barn in one’s backyard every day is kind of stressful.  Looking at our belongings half hanging out of the barn, wondering what is salvageable and what has been permanently lost and thinking about all the memorabilia that continues to be exposed to the elements is a constant worry.  Continue reading

Tennis Court Demolition Improves Grounds

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By Amy Dolego

Suddenly we’ve made some real progress on the grounds of our very old house.  It happened this week and it is the first time we’ve made a major change all at once.  It’s also the first time we hired a contractor with a big machine instead of trying to do the work ourselves.  We finally demolished the sad, cracked, grass infested, asphalt tennis court. 

Although it is a huge eyesore, there’s a sentimental side of me that will miss the tennis court.  It’s got a rich history of good times and I’ve heard stories from local residents about how this property was once the hottest place in town during the summer months.  The former owners left a sign-up sheet outside the court when they went back to New York City.  Friends from the area stopped by during the week and noted when they’d like to play.  When the owners returned to this summer weekend home, the sign-up sheet was filled and tennis matches were played non-stop.  It was quite the social place from what I’ve heard.  But those days are long gone and the tennis court fell into disrepair. Quotes for reviving it are almost as much as building a new tennis court.  While my husband and I love to play tennis, we’d rather have a garden in that spot.  It’s located much too close to the house.      Continue reading

New Plaster Makes Walls Glisten

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By Amy Dolego

After removing the hideous living room wallpaper in our very old house, we were left with a tough decision.  Three walls were in great shape and could have been easily prepped for paint.  However, hidden under the wallpaper in one section was a piece of wallboard that blocked an opening to the kitchen.  It was ripped and chipped so we pulled it out leaving a gaping hole to the kitchen.  The plaster had crumbled off of a corner post when we pulled out the long nails that fastened a built-in bookcase to the wall.  The wood post needed to be boxed.  Now, it became a choice between fixing these to areas with the installation of drywall or using a plasterer to fix everything.  We chose the more authentic approach.

In a few days, after educating myself as much as possible about plaster and checking out various firms in the tri-state area, I opted to make an appointment with a fellow named Bart from Avalanche Plastering located in Uncasville, CT.  He was a delightful man and a third generation plasterer from Ireland.  Bart examined the living room and I gave him a tour of the house to show him areas where we would need his services in the future.  He quoted me pricing in a thick, Irish brogue.  It seemed fair and he seemed very competent, so I hired him. Continue reading

Removing wallpaper reveals imperfections

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By Amy Dolego

The living room in our very old house was fitted with dark wood shelving in one corner and had flowered wallpaper that was sorely out of date.  We wanted to remove both and had no clue whether the plaster walls would be in good condition.  The wallpaper could have been hiding imperfections, but we needed to take the chance.  I couldn’t live with it the way it was.

After my husband took down the shelves, he removed the supports.  They were held by common nails driven into the corner post.  The plaster crumbled.  The post still bore the original cut marks from the rudimentary tools used in the 1700s.  It was the first time I had ever seen such a thing and it was very cool.  But now I now had the interesting problem in deciding whether to leave it exposed or box it in with drywall.  
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Prying Rocks Proves Difficult

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By Amy Dolego

It seemed so simple when we started.  All my husband and I wanted to do was to remove the small rocks that were sticking up out of the back yard lawn.  They looked like the tips of icebergs and, besides tripping over them, it made mowing the grass more difficult.  We didn’t realize these rocks were, in fact, huge boulders living under the lawn.  

Thank goodness my husband, Dennis, is a big, strong, athletic guy.  His brother is made of the same stuff.  Together, Dennis and Bruce started digging out the rocks with a couple of pry bars.  I helped, too.  The first couple of rocks weren’t so bad and they came out without much trouble.  But, to our surprise, once we peeled the top of the lawn back, we found that there wasn’t much soil.  It was all construction dirt and large boulders.  Evidently, when our house was first built in 1775, they must have dug a large pit and buried all the rocks and stones that they removed to create the cellar.  There were only a couple of inches of soil on top.  It was no wonder why our grass didn’t grow well!

We started the project last year during that unusual hot, dry summer when the temperatures averaged in the mid nineties for weeks on end.  It was bad timing on our part.  At any point we could have stopped and hired someone to finish, but we’re stubborn.  Once we began, we felt we had to see it to the end.  Every night when we came home from work and all weekend long, we worked on removing these boulders.  Some of them were so large that Dennis and Bruce took turns hitting them with a sledgehammer to break them into pieces.  They whacked them thirty to forty times before the rock would finally split.  Even so, each piece still weighed about 200 pounds.  Using the pry bars for leverage, we’d get them out of the ground, roll them into a wheelbarrow and drive it up the hill where we dumped them in a pile over the edge of a ravine.  It went on for weeks.

In the end, we managed to remove most of the rocks.  We purchased a truckload of topsoil that we raked over the void and flattened with a rented lawn roller.  It was seeded, watered and our grass grew in after a couple of weeks.  Some of the rocks we removed were added to the stone walls that ring the property.  But there are plenty left to build another small wall.  I still can’t believe we actually did this.  In retrospect, we should have hired someone with a bulldozer.  It would have been done in a couple of days.  Oh, well…live and learn!

Paint Transforms Exterior

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 By Amy Dolego

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   Our very old house looked somewhat funereal when we bought it.  Although the cedar shakes were a basic white, the entire house was completely outlined in black.  All the vertical and horizontal wood members were painted black.  The authentic Georgian entry was black, including the sidelights.  Black shutters with black shutter dogs adorned the original old windows.  Even the gutters and leaders were black.  It certainly did not look like a happy house to me.  But that was about to change.

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A Mystery Addition for the Garden

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By Amy Dolego

  Yesterday, after a busy day photographing the interiors of several gorgeous houses on location, I came home and found a mysterious surprise waiting for me.  Someone had left a beautiful Stephanotis plant perched on a rock in my driveway.  It is a climber with rich, green waxy leaves, white flowers and the heady aroma of jasmine.  Although I looked everywhere, there was no note to identify the thoughtful friend who dropped off the plant.  Obviously, it was someone who knows how much I love flowers…

  For the first time since we bought our very old house, we’ve had an explosion of color this spring from all the flowers, shrubs and blossoming trees.  Two full years of cleaning decades of debris, removing vines and bramble and amending the soil has finally paid off.  Last autumn, I dug up hundreds of tightly clustered daffodil bulbs, split them and replanted them.  It was no easy task because, unlike the shoreline gardening I am used to, every time I tried to dig a hole here, I was met with huge rocks and stones.  Continue reading