You see, I had some wood stacked away in a metal barn there and I needed to pick it up. This wood is my future dining room table. Far future probably, but future.
The farm belongs to a friend's parents. They have retired and are in the process of cleaning out the barns - determining what will go (to their current home) and what will stay. Being the junk collector that I am, I was hoping they had some junk that they weren't interested in keeping for themselves.
See this storage bin? I want this in a bad way. A big, bad way. But it's really big. And has a lot of stuff in it. I would gladly empty it out and clean it up, but I don't have a vehicle big enough to get it home. I want to use it as part of a potting bench. I think it rocks. But alas, I will probably never be mine.
The day we had set aside for picking started out just fne and dandy. We picked the barn at the house and drove down the road to the barns on the farm. We went through a couple of barns and then set the wood out to load. We were going to bring my car back over and load it up....
But even the best laid plans...
We adorned ourselves in the world's most flattering raincoats and headed back over to the barn to pick up the wood.
Oops, there was a little water on the ground...
Like 6 inches of it. It was very squishy inside those shoes!
We brought the wood back to the house and began packing.
See that curvy piece of wood? I've got plans. Lots of plans.
Then we left. And I took a bath. And washed my shoes.
It wasn't very fun for the person sitting in the passenger seat.
But all in all, it was a fun day.
I drove home the next morning.
Mr. Quirky and I unloaded the car and I spent the next two days working in the yard.
Too tired to make this post interesting.
And I've got projects waiting.
I'll be back soon with more interesting stuff.
Make something wonderful today!
Joining these hostesses with the mostesses:
Green Willow Pond