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Went into the crawlspace earlier and found some of my old toy cars from childhood. 1980 Ford Bronco (Hot Wheels co.) that never did any offroading in the muddy backyard like the Police Bronco.
You'll often discover the primary water valve in a basement, crawlspace or other utility area the place the primary water line enters the house. This sort is of water injury is more than likely to happen within four feet of the soil line alongside the basement partitions. Some corporations make the most of owners like these and cost them excessive amounts for services that were not carried out or providers that are really cheaper than the quantity being charged to the home-owner. The price of hiring professionals will in flip be an investment which can save homeowners money in the long run.
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We were worried that our crawlspace was leaking, so during one particularly bad rainstorm, Carolyn squeezed her way into the crawlspace to check it out and make sure it wasn't wet up in there. These are some angles of our house that we've never seen in 17 years...
boards, cinderblock wall, dirt floor, joists, pipes, wood.
crawlspace, utility room, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.
April 22, 2017.
Pic by Carolyn.
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Went into the crawlspace earlier and found some of my old toy cars from childhood. This was my favorite from my collection, a late 70's Ford Bronco (unknown co.). Had its share of offroading in the muddy backyard. The lightbar's a replacement for the original, and the plastic window's been long gone.
It took 3 days to clean up the basement. One afternoon to organize everything in boxes correctly. Another day to build this wall and tape and mud it. We built this wall to cover up the majority of drain pipes running along the north wall, while leaving access to all the cleanouts in the line. Also, there was a portion of this wall that was open to the crawlspace under the ouse
With the construction ending FINALLY, and Carolyn finishing up the painting, she realized the crawlspace was a mess and so she decided to get our spare cables organized. The clear plastic comfortor bgas, with zippers, are the absolute best thing to store large collections of cables in. Medium collections store best in large ziplock bags. Cable types are sorted into labeled bags. It was crazy, but it was worth it because it was much easier to find everything after it was all organized. And it was surprising how many cables we'd pulled from the crawlspace within the next 6 months -- a few of these bags hung out upstairs near the end of 2007, due to the ever-changing setup with our new upstairs hangout area.
Carolyn.
cleaning, opening, smiling, sorting.
cables, wires.
Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.
August 22, 2007.
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blockwork for crawlspace wall going in the day after foundation pour. Photos by the Owner. For more information on the House Plan for this design see our catalog page for this house.
From beginning in the basement to the end here in the landscape rock or the lawn in other yards, the water is traveling out and away from the basement. This fitting, called the LawnScape Outlet, allows water to to escape with virtually no pitch or sloping needed.
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Yesterday was so beautiful that I started cleaning up the front yard. Raking leaves, cutting down junky, dying trees. Jay is digging a drainage ditch right there too. The yard is at a bit of a downward slope so our basement/crawlspace is filled with water. We're trying to avoid that from happening again.
"I had a woman’s pride, and a mother’s love for my children; and I resolved that out of the darkness of this hour a brighter dawn should rise for them. My master had power and law on his side; I had a determined will. There is might in each."
Born into slavery, Harriet Jacobs would thwart repeated sexual advancements made by her master for years, then run away to the North. She would later publish an account of her anguished life in her autobiography, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl.
Harriet's childhood was a happy one. "[We] lived together in a comfortable home," she wrote in her autobiography, "and, though we were all slaves, I was so fondly shielded that I never dreamed that I was a piece of merchandise." She even found happiness after her mother's death, when she moved into the home of her mother's mistress -- a kind woman who nurtured the young Harriet, teaching her to read and sew, and seeing to her well-being. The happiness would not last, though. Upon the death of the benevolent mistress when Harriet was 12 years old, ownership of Harriet was transferred to the mistress' niece. But since the niece was only three years old, Harriet's actual master was the father, a Dr. James Norcom. This man would be the cause of a great deal of misery.
Around the time Harriet turned 15, Norcom began his relentless efforts to bend the slave girl's will. At first he whispered "foul words" in her ear. As time went on his tactics became more overt. Still Harriet refused to give in. To get Harriet away from his wife, who was suspicious of her husband's intentions, he built a cottage for the girl slave four miles from town. Harriet had previously asked Norcom for permission to marry a free black man. Norcom had violently refused. Now Harriet had a plan to disrupt his fight for sexual conquest: She had become friends with a caring white man -- an unmarried lawyer.
A child was conceived. Harriet felt "it was something to triumph over my tyrant in that small way." Nevertheless, Norcom had no intention to sell her.
Harriet gave birth. Still Norcom pursued Harriet. The harassment continued even after she bore the lawyer another child. Finally, after she learned that Norcom was preparing to put her children to work as plantation slaves, she had had enough.
In June of 1835, after seven years of mistreatment, Harriet escaped. For a short time she stayed with various neighbors, both black and white. Then she moved into a tiny crawlspace above a porch built by her grandmother and uncle. The space was nine feet long and seven feet wide. Its sloping ceiling, only three feet high at one end, didn't allow her to turn while laying down without hitting her shoulder. Rats and mice crawled over her; there was no light and no ventilation. But her children had been bought by the lawyer and were now living in the same house. Harriet could even see them while they played outside through a peephole she had drilled.
She lived in the crawlspace for seven years, coming out only for brief periods at night for exercise.
In 1842, Harriet made her escape to freedom. She sailed to Philadelphia, and after a short stay, travelled to New York City by train. There she was reunited with her daughter, who had in the meantime been sent by her father. Harriet would later move to Rochester, New York, to be close to her brother, also a fugitive slave. There she became involved with the abolitionists associated with Frederick Douglass' paper, the North Star. In the following years, she would move back to New York, flee to Massachusetts to avoid Dr. Norcom, and finally become legally free after a friend arranged her purchase. Friends later convinced her to write an account of her life as a slave.
The book, Incidents in the Life of a Slave Girl, was one of the first open discussions about the sexual harassment and abuse endured by slave women -- a topic that even made many abolitionists uncomfortable.
Harriet was actively involved with the abolition movement before the launch of the Civil War. During the war she used her celebrity to raise money for black refugees. After the war she worked to improve the conditions of the recently-freed slaves.
Revised plan. Added about 1 ft to right side of bathroom. Requires us to move crawlspace entry door but lets us keep south side exterior door. Now there will be a pocket door to family room
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We were worried that our crawlspace was leaking, so during one particularly bad rainstorm, Carolyn squeezed her way into the crawlspace to check it out and make sure it wasn't wet up in there. These are some angles of our house that we've never seen in 17 years...
boards, cinderblock wall, dirt floor, pipes, wires.
crawlspace, utility room, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.
April 22, 2017.
Pic by Carolyn.
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... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com
The fiberglass insulation in this crawlspace is sweating from the air temperature differences between the outside summer humid air and the inside cool crawlspace air temperature.
Went into the crawlspace earlier and found some of my old toy cars from childhood. This was my favorite from my collection, a late 70's Ford Bronco (unknown co.). Had its share of offroading in the muddy backyard. The lightbar's a replacement for the original, and the plastic window's been long gone.
SysLite High-Intensity LED Work Lamp - 498568
See what you have been missing thanks to 170-Degree of even light dispersion that goes where you do. Whether your work takes you under a cabinet or crawlspace, or to an attic or the outdoors, the SysLite's robust build and shock-resistant body is easy to carry and designed to perform when you need it most. Six high-efficiency, LED bulbs will provide even, consistent light for up to four hours on a single charge, longer when paired with a Festool battery, and without interruption when plugged directly to a power source. Compact and Rugged-Built to handle the toughest you can throw at it, the SysLite features a rugged case and nearly indestructible LED lights, so you won't ever have to worry about breaking or replacing bulbs. Unbelievably Bright-The SysLite delivers an even, balanced light source, casting a brilliant and consistent white light, so you can examine the smallest details in close quarters, or take a few steps back to look at the big picture. Multiple Power Options-The SysLite features a long-lasting internal battery as its main power source, but can be easily charged or run with the included wall and car chargers, or used with a compatible Festool battery as an auxiliary power source to the internal battery.
SysLite High-Intensity LED Work Lamp - 498568
See what you have been missing thanks to 170-Degree of even light dispersion that goes where you do. Whether your work takes you under a cabinet or crawlspace, or to an attic or the outdoors, the SysLite's robust build and shock-resistant body is easy to carry and designed to perform when you need it most. Six high-efficiency, LED bulbs will provide even, consistent light for up to four hours on a single charge, longer when paired with a Festool battery, and without interruption when plugged directly to a power source. Compact and Rugged-Built to handle the toughest you can throw at it, the SysLite features a rugged case and nearly indestructible LED lights, so you won't ever have to worry about breaking or replacing bulbs. Unbelievably Bright-The SysLite delivers an even, balanced light source, casting a brilliant and consistent white light, so you can examine the smallest details in close quarters, or take a few steps back to look at the big picture. Multiple Power Options-The SysLite features a long-lasting internal battery as its main power source, but can be easily charged or run with the included wall and car chargers, or used with a compatible Festool battery as an auxiliary power source to the internal battery.
Termite tunnel mounds on the ground of the crawlspace floor traveling upward trough a mud tunnel onto the center beam
Please note that extreme care is taken to preserve the floor board heater, paneling, etc. during the installation of the WaterGuard waterproofing system.
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We were worried that our crawlspace was leaking, so during one particularly bad rainstorm, Carolyn squeezed her way into the crawlspace to check it out and make sure it wasn't wet up in there. These are some angles of our house that we've never seen in 17 years...
boards, cinderblock wall, dirt floor, pipes, wires.
crawlspace, utility room, Clint and Carolyn's house, Alexandria, Virginia.
April 22, 2017.
Pic by Carolyn.
... Read my blog at ClintJCL at wordpress.com
... Read Carolyn's blog at CarolynCASL at wordpress.com
Silva trudged up the narrow dirt road. It was just a foothill next to the mountains around it, but the climb up it was still enough to drench one with sweat on a warm day. Silva's long athletic legs made task easier but only the merriest of optimists would call the day warm. It was hot. At the top of the hill was her destination, a small but stylish house. It's location was chosen precisely because it was a long trudge up a hill to get to, an effective deterrent to uninvited guests. Silva herself wasn't exactly invited but she more or less had a standing appointment.
When she got to the door Silva knocked before she even stood still. The door on its part remained firmly closed and locked. Silva became annoyed as she slowly regained her breath, the hike she had just done was not one she would have undertaken without a purpose, now it appeared the entire journey may have been wasted.
Silva walked around the house to see what she could see. In the back of the house there was a barrel that collected rain water from the roof. After a moment of hesitation about the cleanliness of the water (it was cleaner than the water served in most city restaurants) she grabbed a cup sitting next to the barrel and drunk deeply. She poured several cups of water over her head and sighed in the relief. When she opened her eyes she saw a boy of 13 or so standing halfway between the house she was at and the previous one. He was staring gap jawed at her. Silva gave a puzzled look. Then with a glance down she realized that her wet blouse had become see through. She gave seven angry steps forward, not sure what she would actually do, when the timid boy turned and ran back down the hill.
Silva leaned against the house. It was still morning but between the hike, the heat, the empty house and the spying boy she was exhausted. Then she heard a meow. She looked up and over to see Nolan the cat whining and pawing at the window from inside the house. When Silva placed her hand against the window Nolan pawed at it furiously, trying to make contact. Silva had planned to just go back to her home but now felt compelled to get inside and check on the cat. She checked under the doormat and flower pots for a key, there wasn't one. She then started smashing rocks. The sixth one she smashed broke apart to reveal a key which did not open the front door but did open the back. Inside she found Nolan's food and water dish were bare, he quickly dug in when feed. She cleaned out his litter box, which was definitely not bare.
It wasn't unusual for Silva's sister to go out of town on business. If it was just two or three days she'd just leave out extra food for the cat but if she was going to be away longer she would have asked someone to look after him. But here clearly no one was looking out for Nolan. So then where was her sister? Her mind drifted to the worst possibilities. Silva went to the bathroom to retrieve one of her sister's combs. Then in the kitchen she found a brass pot and a bottle of winter mango oil. Silva poured the oil in the brass pot then pulled out one of her hairs and dropped it in. It floated. Then she pulled a hair out of the comb and dropped it in. Her sister's hair sank like a rock. (Hair of the living floats in winter mango oil in a brass pot while a dead man's hair sinks. There's nothing magic about this, it's just common knowledge.)
Silva sat down in the living room to cry for a while. Everything her sister did wrong faded from memory and the woman became saintlike in Silva's mind. The attention starved Nolan curled up on her lap and purred contently. Silva allowed herself to sit there and cry for just twenty minutes (not that she was timing herself, but that's how long it was.). Silva then went down to the crawlspace under the house where she found a small brown wood briefcase.
When they were children Silva and her sister's father made it no secret that he would have preferred boys. Much to their mothers distress he decided that if he could not have sons he would at train his daughters in skills of a manly nature. He taught them to use a bow and arrow; to track game; to repair household items. Despite all his efforts they were never tomboys, both were feminine to the end. Not that they were incapable; they could more or less do these tasks as well as the average man. Her sister tended to be more skilled in these pursuits than Silva. Even though they both carried out these tasks as a chore forced upon them Silva could not help but feel a little jealous that her little sister usually bested her.
There was one area where Silva did out perform her sister, that was with a blowgun. When aiming at a target board her sister could hit the bulls-eye easily. However when hunting small game she could never hit anything while Silva could. So the whole family was surprised when her sister spent all her childhood savings on an expensive blowgun set. Perhaps she thought a pricey blowgun would give her the advantage. It didn't, she still couldn't hit anything that moved. So the blowgun got packed away never to be seen again, her sister using other means to hunt.
Silva opened the case to reveal the blowgun that she had never even been allowed to touch before. It was made of burnt black mahogany. It was unusual in that it was collapsible, in her hand it was less than a foot in length but it would expand to over four feet. It was light but strong enough to also be used as a weapon in hand to hand combat. She removed one of the 25 reusable darts from the case and loaded it into the weapon. She aimed it into the kitchen, took a deep breath, placed her lips on the mouthpiece at end of the tube and forcefully exhaled. The dart shot out striking her target, the brass pot, sending winter mango oil everywhere. Silva retrieved the dart, and saw that she had placed a deep dent in the pot. She did not bother to clean the mess she had made.
As Silva put the blowgun and dart away she looked at the two glass vials in the case. One had a tranquilizer, the other a deadly poison (in the correct dosages). She took out the green vial with the tranquilizer, placed it aside and closed the case. Then upon a moments reflection she put the tranquilizer back in the case. Silva took the case and Nolan both in one arm and left the house. She locked the door and threw the key up on the roof. She walked down the street, and left Nolan on the front porch of the neighbors house. She didn't bother to knock to explain the cat's presence.
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For the love of God, don't ever allow Michael Jackson to see this sign!!!
This sign is located between two of the gift shops at Pickles Gap Village on Highway 65 just north of Conway, Arkansas. It is a popular stop for tourists passing through on the way up to Branson, Missouri. It's a fun spot to shop for a wide variety of gift ideas.
Kiddie Land is an area behind the gift shops that consists of farm animals that can be fed. There are also some basic rides that little kids enjoy, the type at Wal-Mart that require a quarter.
Check out: www.picklesgap.com/