Let me begin this post by saying, there is no typical day at the farm for us. . . .
But, I have so many people ask me, "What do you do all day out there?" that I thought I'd show you a day in our life. . . .
So, I grabbed my camera, as I went out the door at 5:30 a. m.. . . .
Loaded up the wicker in my handy little cart. . . .and headed for the "gazebo". . . .John calls it a gazebo, but it's actually an old corn crib that we re-floored and screened in. . . . We got busy and hung the swing and moved in the outdoor furniture that we had painted on a previous day. . . .
We then headed for a storage building and thought we could move a 150 pound, wood burning iron cookstove to one of the shotgun houses that we will eventually have open for a bed and breakfast. . . .Yeah, I said we thought we'd move it. . . .After trying to lift it onto a dolly with a crowbar--and then an upright dolly--and then a longer crowbar--and stripping it of as much removable iron as we could--the stove hadn't budged an inch. . . .We had to call in some reinforcements. . . .
No need to waste time while waiting for help. . . .
Off to the pallet pile we went. . . .
Off to the pallet pile we went. . . .
for our next project--adding a top to a $5 table I bought at a yard sale. . . .I needed a work table for the Shabby Shed--for potting flowers and such. . . .Pallet wood was perfect. . . .
Couldn't resist stopping long enough to take some shots of Mr. Smokey. . . .
He loves having his picture taken and strikes various poses
when he sees me with a camera. . . .
He loves having his picture taken and strikes various poses
when he sees me with a camera. . . .
We found an old ammunition case in storage--
when we were attempting to move the stove. . . .
A rustic table maybe? Pallet wood for the legs? Yep. . . .
when we were attempting to move the stove. . . .
A rustic table maybe? Pallet wood for the legs? Yep. . . .
I left John to his sawing and nailing for a few minutes and returned Mama Chick and her two babies to Daddy Rooster. . . .
swept the porch and positioned the wheelbarrowand bird houses for fall decorating. . . .
and snapped a shot of Little Bit--Mr. Smokey's sis--playing in the grass. . . .
Actually, she was waiting for a lizard to come out from behind some bricks. . . .
Little Bit and Mr. Smokey are the farm exterminators. . . .
Actually, she was waiting for a lizard to come out from behind some bricks. . . .
Little Bit and Mr. Smokey are the farm exterminators. . . .
Thank you, Billy!
He sent two of the farm men to move the stove for us. . . .
Lifesavers, that's what they were. . . .
They didn't even groan when they lifted that
150 pound iron stove onto the dollies. . . .
and loaded it on the truck. . . .
It's now set up and ready for the stove pipe. . . .on another day. . . .
He sent two of the farm men to move the stove for us. . . .
Lifesavers, that's what they were. . . .
They didn't even groan when they lifted that
150 pound iron stove onto the dollies. . . .
and loaded it on the truck. . . .
It's now set up and ready for the stove pipe. . . .on another day. . . .
While our farm friends were here, they helped us move the last--
and heaviest--cabinet into the keeping room. . . .
Thank you. . . .thank you. . . .
and heaviest--cabinet into the keeping room. . . .
Thank you. . . .thank you. . . .
We gave them an ice cold root beer, and they were on their way. . . .
farming to do, you know. . . .
So, it was back to the rustic table for us. . . .legs were nailed on. . . .
and we loaded up the truck with the work table, the rustic table,
baby bed springs, shutters we found in the barn,
and a chicken feeder--for delivery to the Shabby Shed. . . .
and we loaded up the truck with the work table, the rustic table,
baby bed springs, shutters we found in the barn,
and a chicken feeder--for delivery to the Shabby Shed. . . .
The rustic table became a rustic bench at the Shabby Shed. . . .
I might paint it later. . . .
or not. . . .
or not. . . .
Old--really shabby--shutters went up on either side of the window. . . .
We attached the metal chicken feeder below the window for a flower box. . . .
We attached the metal chicken feeder below the window for a flower box. . . .
The work table now sits under the Shabby Shed porch. . . .Mr. Smokey thought there might be food in that bowl. . . .The baby bed springs went above the table. . . .I'll use it to hang tools, buckets, "whatever" on. . . . .
Then it was off to storage building #2, to rummage around
and find items I can re-purpose for the Shabby Shed. . . . .
Found a few things and carted them back. . . .
and find items I can re-purpose for the Shabby Shed. . . . .
Found a few things and carted them back. . . .
And, then--it was NOON. . . . Time to eat. . . .
a quick veggie burger and salad before. . . .
tackling a literal mountain of boxes in storage building #1. . . .
I went through about half of them. . . . .
I went through about half of them. . . . .
while John went to work on the keeping room cabinets. . . .
making them fit snugly together. . . .
making them fit snugly together. . . .
I have to laugh at the Simplify sign. . . . one day. . . . .soon. . . .
And, now it's 5:45 p, m. . . .time to end the day. . . .
AFTER I hang one more wreath. . . . .
put the cats up in the shop. . . .
check on the garden. . . .
AFTER I hang one more wreath. . . . .
put the cats up in the shop. . . .
check on the garden. . . .
Just a typical day. . . .
