Roofing a colonial revival house and the Easter Island tree mystery
Last week, I was replacing cedar shakes on an old house. It struck me how much wood we use just for cover. That led me down a rabbit hole about Easter Island's vanished forests. I mean, those folks cut down every last tree to move statues, and here I am ordering more timber for a gable. There's something absurd about modern construction facing similar resource questions. It's a quiet reminder that some history mysteries are just about poor planning.