Construction Old and New

When the boys were younger we visited my father at his remote home in Minnesota. We hiked down the dirt road and picked wild berries before he hoisted little Abram onto his shoulders. I stopped mid-step remembering thirty years ago now, riding on my Dad’s shoulders, a belly full of wild blackberries we’d picked on our…

The days were warm, the nights cooler, the sun visibly moving from summer to fall. The season of abundance was upon us and the dehydrator ran consistently with trays of peppers, herbs, zucchini, and various fruits and berries. The freezer was stuffed daily with freshly picked blueberries and bunches of cilantro and parsley. Tomatoes were…

Boys barefoot, hanging laundry on the line. Outside with a baby on my hip ‘cuz the weather is so fine. Sun hats on, making pies out of mud. Canning squash every day just because we should. Pigs are getting fat on all those eggs and Mabel’s milk. Making jam from the finest peaches you ever…

The barn project has continued since its earliest beginnings and the addition of the 2500 gallon water tank. There isn’t much to say except Stewart finished putting the tin walls up and began work on the stalls. He has completed three of the stalls which include using reclaimed pallets for doors. This has worked out…