Lincoln Logs for grown ups

From afar, and even in the following photos, the eucalyptus timbers are reminiscent of many a childhood  fave (before video games); Lincoln Logs.  Just assembled with bit more creativity.   Surprise surprise, as a kid when I wasn't pretending to be Indiana Jones, they along with Legos, were one of my most enjoyed ways to pass the time.  However, unlike the perfectly notched plastic sticks, our logs have character. 

We work with wood dealers (mostly just community members that have a large plot of land dedicated to the growth of Eucalyptus) to procure community grown products that support the local economy.   Its not like going to some home grown Home Depot lumber yard… to say the very least.  There is hardly a set price, and quality of the product is subjective to the opinion of who sells it. That product is usually a tree that sits in some ones yard until the owner gets word of a potential sale. Then it is hacked down, trimmed with a dull ax and wheeled over to the buyer with the assumption that they want it for whatever price the owner feels is reasonable. Ejigu and I are in constant negotiations with these wood salesmen, after a couple weeks in Azedebo (and all the other areas we have worked) we are known as the "crazy"/"difficult" foreign contractors.   This is mostly because we refuse to pay more than a fair price for a mediocre to high quality product.  All lumber brought to us that does not meet our previously agreed upon specifications gets hauled back to where it came from.  We only feel bad for the donkey's.   If we did't send products back we might have a few more friends, but our structures would be crooked.  We have plenty of friends.

We received a couple orders of timbers via donkey (the most popular way to deliver community wood), and we also began the process of secondary framing.  That means we are now hammering in all the perpendicular bracing.  Spaces for windows and doors can now be made out, along with potential set for Azedebo Squares. I love this part of the build, its a throw back to child hood, and a lot of fun. Its like I'm building a jungle gym as I play on it.  That tinge of Indiana is still alive and well, just got a slightly rusted hammer instead of that whip. 

One of numerous deliveries.  Donkey's have it rough out here.

Temesgin and Degane  

The first two classes almost fully framed out 

At the end of the day.