Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Meanwhile, Back at the Farm...
Last night brought a profound sense of deja vu. Our newest addition was not-sleeping in an outfit our oldest wore to not-sleep four years ago. My, how things have(n't) changed. Meanwhile, there's a new farm, a sleepy mama, and two rambunctious kiddos. Took them to the new place to see what fun we could have yesterday.
Started out on the new lawn tractor, mowing a path. Couldn't get a picture on the mower, not even with my newly granted superpowers given to all fathers-of-three, but here's the path's maiden voyage, looking back at the house. The path goes east from the house, into the woods.
Upon inspection, that picture looks a little Hansel-and-Gretel. I'm not trying to lose them in the woods, I swear.
Our oldest got a bit of poison ivy on her foot at this point. I saw it, mentioned it, but should have been supervising a more closely than I was. When we came home, we washed the foot in Tecnu (good stuff, that), and put a baking soda poultice on it for a while after. She was a little freaked out by it, so I put some on my foot, too. That seemed to make things better.
The path, incidentally, does lead somewhere.
When I first walked the property, this was a feature I missed. The second time through, I saw it, and then the third time, I couldn't find it again. I know where it is now, though, and our path shows the way. If all goes according to plan, it's going to be one of my projects this winter. I'm not sure what it was before I found it- a root cellar or an ice house, perhaps, but I've been calling it The Cider House (TM). I imagine planting apple trees on the east end of that meadow, and keeping them through the winter below grade.
The structure appears to have been made of stone originally, with brick and mortar added in over time. As the kids put it,
"The roof went crash, crash, crash!"
In keeping with the whole experiment, I imagine getting another hundred years out of it once I coerce enough family and friends in with spades and buckets, and eventually timber from nearby trees.
For now, though, I've got a couple other projects that will take higher precedence. Getting moved in, for instance.
Started out on the new lawn tractor, mowing a path. Couldn't get a picture on the mower, not even with my newly granted superpowers given to all fathers-of-three, but here's the path's maiden voyage, looking back at the house. The path goes east from the house, into the woods.
Upon inspection, that picture looks a little Hansel-and-Gretel. I'm not trying to lose them in the woods, I swear.Our oldest got a bit of poison ivy on her foot at this point. I saw it, mentioned it, but should have been supervising a more closely than I was. When we came home, we washed the foot in Tecnu (good stuff, that), and put a baking soda poultice on it for a while after. She was a little freaked out by it, so I put some on my foot, too. That seemed to make things better.
The path, incidentally, does lead somewhere.
When I first walked the property, this was a feature I missed. The second time through, I saw it, and then the third time, I couldn't find it again. I know where it is now, though, and our path shows the way. If all goes according to plan, it's going to be one of my projects this winter. I'm not sure what it was before I found it- a root cellar or an ice house, perhaps, but I've been calling it The Cider House (TM). I imagine planting apple trees on the east end of that meadow, and keeping them through the winter below grade.
The structure appears to have been made of stone originally, with brick and mortar added in over time. As the kids put it,"The roof went crash, crash, crash!"
In keeping with the whole experiment, I imagine getting another hundred years out of it once I coerce enough family and friends in with spades and buckets, and eventually timber from nearby trees.
For now, though, I've got a couple other projects that will take higher precedence. Getting moved in, for instance.
// posted by David @ 7:47 AM 
Subscribe to Posts [Atom]