Divine providence or entropy or something has sealed the decision on whether the aluminum will be removed from the eaves and fascia on the east-facing gable of the house when we have the rest (which was never covered) painted. This is a relief, because I knew I wanted that stripey stuff off. It just wrecks the look of the house to me. But there was always the question of what’s underneath. Horror or loveliness or (horrors) something slapdash and unpresentable. So here’s what it is:
That piece was festooning the yard this morning. When the rest comes off, it’ll be the last of the sheathing that was put on to negate the need for repainting. We took it off the window trim and front porch already. Now there’s just that part about getting someone to paint that old wood.