...soon! Very soon!
Photo-taking will accompany their arrival, of course. I can't wait to bring them home!
Old, as in dating to the 1920's or before, this grain shed may have to come down if we decide to proceed with a design/plan to divert water from the land into the streams and wetlands surrounding it. It's in the way...of pipelines, waterways and progress.
The shed is currently the repository of unwanted junk left there by previous owners, and it is beginning to lean...but a couple of burrowing animals have taken up residence underneath it, so it seems a shame to bring it down. Restoring it, on the other hand, is a project for which I simply do not have time.
I suppose the wood can be reclaimed for some purpose or other...it is silvery and shot through with sienna, and not in terrible shape. Picture frames? What else can be done with splendid old wood (besides the obvious)? I love old stuff, and really don't like the American tendency to knock everything over and pulverize it into dust simply because it has gotten a few years (or miles) on it.
The shed would also make a somewhat wistful painting, with the great dead pine trees behind it. Maybe once the weather warms up again...
The shed is currently the repository of unwanted junk left there by previous owners, and it is beginning to lean...but a couple of burrowing animals have taken up residence underneath it, so it seems a shame to bring it down. Restoring it, on the other hand, is a project for which I simply do not have time.
I suppose the wood can be reclaimed for some purpose or other...it is silvery and shot through with sienna, and not in terrible shape. Picture frames? What else can be done with splendid old wood (besides the obvious)? I love old stuff, and really don't like the American tendency to knock everything over and pulverize it into dust simply because it has gotten a few years (or miles) on it.
The shed would also make a somewhat wistful painting, with the great dead pine trees behind it. Maybe once the weather warms up again...
This week has been, in a word, discouraging.
However, we did finally make it to the sawmill and discovered that a truck bed full of sawdust for the stalls is only $8 (and we don't even have to load it).
And...I scored BIG last night at an architectural salvage yard where I found the doors pictured above - solid wood, both pieces (four panels) for a grand total of $14. I had actually gone in search of loose table legs (I was recently given an antique solid wood exterior door, perfect to make into a new dining room table - but it needs legs). Table legs of the appropriate style and size were in short supply, but lo, I turned the corner and found these cool doors...and what a deal!
I am thinking about sanding them to a silky smooth finish, applying some really interesting (possibly ethnic) designs, and using aniline dyes to add some subtle color...the usual sand-stain-and-polyurethane doesn't seem to be...well, the right approach.
Add hand-forged hinges and latches, and voila! instant room divider or large window privacy screen.
What do you think? Good plan?
However, we did finally make it to the sawmill and discovered that a truck bed full of sawdust for the stalls is only $8 (and we don't even have to load it).
And...I scored BIG last night at an architectural salvage yard where I found the doors pictured above - solid wood, both pieces (four panels) for a grand total of $14. I had actually gone in search of loose table legs (I was recently given an antique solid wood exterior door, perfect to make into a new dining room table - but it needs legs). Table legs of the appropriate style and size were in short supply, but lo, I turned the corner and found these cool doors...and what a deal!
I am thinking about sanding them to a silky smooth finish, applying some really interesting (possibly ethnic) designs, and using aniline dyes to add some subtle color...the usual sand-stain-and-polyurethane doesn't seem to be...well, the right approach.
Add hand-forged hinges and latches, and voila! instant room divider or large window privacy screen.
What do you think? Good plan?
I'm using solvent-based and ink-based dyes on this gourd. Also...experimenting with pigments in traditional binders (poppy seed oil) as a glaze to add depth. This is the base coat comprised of various dyes.
Edit: The glazing is working out pretty well and is adding a lot of depth to the color. Will post an update in a few days.
Also working on two portraits and a mandala, so I should have some new stuff to post fairly soon - or at least more "in-progress" pieces.
Edit: The glazing is working out pretty well and is adding a lot of depth to the color. Will post an update in a few days.
Also working on two portraits and a mandala, so I should have some new stuff to post fairly soon - or at least more "in-progress" pieces.
The ladies as baby chicks in their brooder...
...and nearly grown up in their coop.
I think I may try making crock-pot yogurt today. There is a small, family run dairy farm near us that sells raw milk. I also have a recipe for making butter - wonder how that will turn out? However, with butter approaching $5.00/pound in the stores, I think I ought to negotiate the learning curve.
Plans are tentatively in the works to plant an orchard next year...
Lot of work to do today. It's cold, but we need to get outside and get going.
One of our Silver-Laced Wyandottes in the run today.
Fun in the run.
Super Rooster with his ladies. He's a happy guy.
...and nearly grown up in their coop.
I think I may try making crock-pot yogurt today. There is a small, family run dairy farm near us that sells raw milk. I also have a recipe for making butter - wonder how that will turn out? However, with butter approaching $5.00/pound in the stores, I think I ought to negotiate the learning curve.
Plans are tentatively in the works to plant an orchard next year...
Lot of work to do today. It's cold, but we need to get outside and get going.
One of our Silver-Laced Wyandottes in the run today.
Fun in the run.
Super Rooster with his ladies. He's a happy guy.
Yesterday the ladies met their prince! The timeline had to be moved up due to rapidly diminishing space in the holding pen where the girls were living (they are growing very quickly), so, in the pouring rain (naturally, me being me), I moved my little ladies, one by one, into the coop, taking time after each relocation to evaluate the new living/relationship dynamic. I wasn't sure how "S" would react to the wholesale invasion of his bachelor space by 24 females, but so far he has been a stellar roo. Initially he looked shocked, then confused, but he quickly shifted into protector mode. When a little Barred Rock timidly ventured into the run, he bustled out after her.
The ladies, for their part, made themselves quite at home. They moved in, redecorated a bit, took over "S's" favorite spot on the roost and even pecked at him a little. By evening everyone was in the run, playing and running about and "S" was busy overseeing his new charges.
So far, so good.
The ladies, for their part, made themselves quite at home. They moved in, redecorated a bit, took over "S's" favorite spot on the roost and even pecked at him a little. By evening everyone was in the run, playing and running about and "S" was busy overseeing his new charges.
So far, so good.
We have begun the process of naming the ladies, but so far I haven't named this Barred Rock, simply because I'm not 100% sure this girl isn't a boy. Look at that comb...maybe. Maybe not.
Beautiful bird, though - social and gregarious for a nine-week old chicken.
Beautiful bird, though - social and gregarious for a nine-week old chicken.
These trees are so pretty. They still haven't lost their leaves.
Some of these grand old sentinels are dead, and should come down before a bad storm brings them down. I like how they look though - stark, bleached almost, against the piney green surrounding them. Although they themselves are lifeless, their purpose is not diminished, not to the birds and other small animals that have found refuge within their trunks and branches.
Some of these grand old sentinels are dead, and should come down before a bad storm brings them down. I like how they look though - stark, bleached almost, against the piney green surrounding them. Although they themselves are lifeless, their purpose is not diminished, not to the birds and other small animals that have found refuge within their trunks and branches.
Spent the entire day with DH and a couple of helpers from neighboring farms, a six wheeler, a truck, concrete, crushed stone mix, a tamping tool, shovels, and fencing posts. The posts are finally in the ground, and the 120'X 80' paddock is ready for either boards or vinyl coated electric fencing (decisions).
There are some additional details to attend to, but hardest part is finally complete. I am beyond sore and extremely tired; however, I fell asleep too early in the evening (napped, really), now I'm awake and annoyed with myself.
The only remedy for this state of affairs is a good book.
The photo illustrates that we couldn't make up our minds whether to pound the fence posts into the ground (Method 1), or use an auger to drill holes and pour concrete to fix the posts (Method 2).
So we took a chain saw and shaved off a bit of each post, anticipating that, yeah, Method 1 was the way to go. However, when it became clear that we were not going to be able to obtain the necessary equipment (an apparently Herculean task) to have a go at Method 1, we decided we liked Method 2 better anyway. Hence the pointy posts turned upside-down in the post holes, and a paddock that is somewhat reminiscent of a medieval encampment, surrounded by pikes.
Anything potentially dangerous to the horses will be removed before they even lay eyes on their new digs. Safety first!
(More art to come, btw...I've been gourding, and two new drawings are in the works. Studio time - tomorrow, absolutely, even if I have to drag myself up there, which seems rather likely.)
There are some additional details to attend to, but hardest part is finally complete. I am beyond sore and extremely tired; however, I fell asleep too early in the evening (napped, really), now I'm awake and annoyed with myself.
The only remedy for this state of affairs is a good book.
The photo illustrates that we couldn't make up our minds whether to pound the fence posts into the ground (Method 1), or use an auger to drill holes and pour concrete to fix the posts (Method 2).
So we took a chain saw and shaved off a bit of each post, anticipating that, yeah, Method 1 was the way to go. However, when it became clear that we were not going to be able to obtain the necessary equipment (an apparently Herculean task) to have a go at Method 1, we decided we liked Method 2 better anyway. Hence the pointy posts turned upside-down in the post holes, and a paddock that is somewhat reminiscent of a medieval encampment, surrounded by pikes.
Anything potentially dangerous to the horses will be removed before they even lay eyes on their new digs. Safety first!
(More art to come, btw...I've been gourding, and two new drawings are in the works. Studio time - tomorrow, absolutely, even if I have to drag myself up there, which seems rather likely.)
While unpacking my papers/sketch pads in the new studio space. Looks like I spilled some coffee or tea on it.
We were walking through the woods a couple of years ago when we spotted an old, broken down truck. DH jumped up on it and I've been playing around with the image, on and off, ever since.
The rooster is master of his domain...but he still needs me to winterize his coop. A new, thick layer of wood shavings, topped off with a bale of straw, and he's good to go. His coop is insulated and weather stripped and has electricity should the need arise for additional light or heat.
He's a beautiful rooster...mean as heck sometimes, but pretty.
He's a beautiful rooster...mean as heck sometimes, but pretty.
This tree bears the marks of a buck rubbing the velvet off his antlers. I haven't actually seen him (although I would very much like to), but I know he's around.
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