{"id":20560,"date":"2015-04-08T01:07:03","date_gmt":"2015-04-08T08:07:03","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/?p=20560"},"modified":"2015-04-08T01:07:03","modified_gmt":"2015-04-08T08:07:03","slug":"beadboard-scrounge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2015\/04\/08\/beadboard-scrounge\/","title":{"rendered":"Beadboard scrounge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s been a year since I&#8217;ve scrounged anything good from the woods. Then it was the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/2014\/07\/13\/basketweaving-leather-tooling-drugs-and-other-therapies-for-staying-sane\/\" target=\"_blank\">foundling end table<\/a> (which got improved and which Commentariat member Pat eventually dubbed <a href=\"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/2014\/07\/28\/catching-up-scrambling-about-mondaying-and-oh-yes-let-me-do-a-little-ranting-while-im-here\/\" target=\"_blank\">&#8220;Doorway to the Sun&#8221;<\/a>).<\/p>\n<p>This afternoon I brought home a small heap of equally unprepossessing but potentially useful stuff I found in a newly dumped trash heap. To wit:<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/2015\/04\/08\/beadboard-scrounge\/beadboardscrounge_040715\/\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-20561\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/04\/BeadboardScrounge_040715-450x338.jpg\" alt=\"BeadboardScrounge_040715\" width=\"450\" height=\"338\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-20561\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>This is tongue-and-groove beadboard from somebody&#8217;s old house. Depression-era, I&#8217;m guessing. Probably wainscotting from a kitchen or bathroom judging by the bits of ancient wallpaper clinging to it. This small amount isn&#8217;t enough for anything by itself, but I&#8217;ve got this ceiling project &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Last summer (you may recall all too personally, given that y&#8217;all were so involved), part of my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.backwoodshome.com\/blogs\/ClaireWolfe\/2014\/09\/19\/if-it-aint-one-damn-thing-its-another-part-ii\/\" target=\"_blank\">roof collapsed<\/a>. The fix involved cutting away large chunks of a beadboard ceiling. Which was bad because it was a lovely old ceiling. But which was good because working from inside made the roof fix relatively inexpensive. And which was also good because it gave me the opportunity to convert a formerly flat ceiling to a vaulted (well, slightly vaulted) one.<\/p>\n<p>I just didn&#8217;t have enough interesting material to cover it. Could have drywalled it. But meh. And there was still a lot of beadboard left after the teardown, even if not <i>enough<\/i> beadboard.<\/p>\n<p>Right now that ceiling is just bare rafters with insulation. <i>Eventually<\/i> I&#8217;ll turn it into a patchwork of the old beadboard, modern tongue-and-groove 1x6s, trim, and whatever the heck else might fit up there. The beadboard I picked up this afternoon is a different design than what I&#8217;ve already got and will enhance the patchwork effect. Remarkably, the tongues and grooves of all the different materials I&#8217;ve assembled fit together, too. Well, mostly. They <i>will<\/i> fit whether they want to or not. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s probably more beadboard in the heap of construction rubble. I&#8217;ll go back and look later.<\/p>\n<p>It infuriates that people dump construction leftovers in the woods. Aside from the blight on the landscape, the heaps are always full of rusty nails, sharp metal edges, and broken glass. I wonder if the creeps who use the forest as their personal landfill ever give a second&#8217;s thought to the excruciating death some animal might suffer, getting an infected wound from all those spiky protrusions.<\/p>\n<p>The rubble heap this beadboard came from could have been left at the real landfill for about $7.50. But noooooo. Some cretin couldn&#8217;t be bothered.<\/p>\n<p>If I ran the world, people who dumped dangerous junk in the woods would have to pick it up with their teeth. Serve &#8217;em right. Still, for scroungers, there&#8217;s occasional gold in the rubble.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>It&#8217;s been a year since I&#8217;ve scrounged anything good from the woods. Then it was the foundling end table (which got improved and which Commentariat member Pat eventually dubbed &#8220;Doorway to the Sun&#8221;). This afternoon I brought home a small heap of equally unprepossessing but potentially useful stuff I found in a newly dumped trash heap. To wit: This is tongue-and-groove beadboard from somebody&#8217;s old house. Depression-era, I&#8217;m guessing. Probably wainscotting from a kitchen or bathroom judging by the bits of ancient wallpaper clinging to it. This small amount isn&#8217;t enough for anything by itself, but I&#8217;ve got this ceiling&#8230;<\/p>\n<div class=\"more-link-wrapper\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/2015\/04\/08\/beadboard-scrounge\/\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Beadboard scrounge<\/span><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,14,31],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-20560","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-arts-and-aesthetics","category-home-improvement","category-rural-and-small-town-living","ratio-natural","entry"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20560","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=20560"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/20560\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=20560"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=20560"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.clairewolfe.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=20560"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}