Sep 08 2008
Choosing Log Home Siding
This week I stopped into Freymond Lumber (Log Home Supplier and Millyard in Ontario) to decide on and order the wood that would be used for the second, framed, floor of our log home.
I went with ‘conditions’. And rules.
Our budget is tight so I couldn’t order the log home siding that Freymond mills and supplies. Gosh it’s beautiful though – it can turn a framed house or cabin into a log home with just a few nails. You can stain it any color you like!
Our log home siding (upper floor) would have to run horizontally – same direction as the logs themselves…
I had really hoped, since we were changing the ‘face’ and ‘fabric’ of the building that we could also change direction. This would have made the log home appear taller, and more visually interesting. With the siding running parellel it may end up looking as though we either (a) cheaped out and tried to ‘fake it’, or (b) weren’t design aware enough to switch direction.
In fact we are cheaping out a little, but this is more about saving time than it is about saving money (even though the latter is just as scarce as the first). If I were to run the wood siding vertically we would need to add strapping to hold the siding to the gable ends and dormers – which equates to time that we just do not have.
I am in a big rush now to move into our log home.
Speaking of the ‘rush’…this project feels as though it is taking forever. Every step we make seems to take an entire day’s work! Initially it all went so quickly but with the angles on our roof and the daily Ontario rain through the summer of 2008, we hit brick wall after brick wall – barely treading water with a few hours of work here, there, and half a day or so every weekend of productivity. It’s frustrating.
Back to Siding the Log Home
Thankfully when I arrived at Freymond Lumber’s mill and yard, LeeAnn Freymond herself pulled in! I rushed her right in the door, whipped out my architectural plans, and started assaulting her with questions. I needed her design and building advice.
If you aren’t a local around here and you don’t know LeeAnn, you should! She’s beautiful (in body, face and spirit).
When I first met LeeAnn (6 years ago or more) I was a little intimidated by her – but that was all my own doing. LeeAnn had it all and I felt as though I had so little to give, share, and be. LeeAnn is stunning in appearance, in great physical shape, joyous, a mother of three interesting, polite, intelligent and grounded children. She lives on a beautiful piece of property will a nicely decorated home and is happily married to an equally wonderful man.
Back then, LeeAnn didn’t take long to pick up on my insecurities (even though I hide these well), and set out to make me feel valued. Little did I know that she was setting an example for both myself and my daughter. (She will, of course, cringe if she ever reads this – but she’ll do it gracefully). She is a fine example of being a woman with her own mind, understanding her own skills, and a help to the community.
At any rate, LeeAnn is multi-talented, but today I needed her sharp business mind and eye for design. Save money, buy lumber, and envision it on the house.
For the record (Eric take note), LeeAnn also wants to see the wood siding we chose to run vertically.
We chose an 8″ V channel lap board that is 3/4 undressed. It will provide enough texture to the upper floors and dormers of the log home to keep it visually interesting – even though it will be running horizontally.
Time Waits for No Man or Woman
The very next day, Freymond Lumber had the siding delivered to our home and ready to stain. Lou Freymond had it wrapped up tight in lumber tarp, just in case I didn’t get to it right away.
However, since time is of the essence and we had already purchased the stain – plus two consecutive days of rain-free weather was on the horizon – Veronica and I got right to work staining and sealing the log home siding.



Veronica brought her pup Pixie – who spent most of the day chasing rabbits through the field and taking breaks to sleep on the 2 x 12 stacked lumber which would eventually be our rafters.
Pixie is just one year old and the tinyest Jack Russell pup you’d ever meet – but she’s loaded with personality! She’s kept us smiling through most of the trauma of losing our family home to fire, and helps us not miss our other dogs quite so badly. Pixie was great buddies with my orange tabby – who is now gone forever.














