Tornado

One of the many tornadoes that came through my area lifted just before it hit my farm, according to the firemen/search and rescue people that came by to check on me. It still took some tops off the majectic maples that are the namesake of the farm though.

I'm lucky it wasn't 50 feet north. The house and buildings would have been directly in the path of the branches it strew about. Some of them took down some fencing, but all the animals are present and unhurt. I was able to close the gate to that pasture before they realized the fence was down.

This one doesn't look that bad from a distance.

Then you get closer and realize, crap, I'm going to need a bigger chainsaw.

Future Home of the Maple Corners Fiber Arts Studio

I bought this building today.

The price includes delivery

I still have to prepare the site for it, but I have to figure out exactly what I need to do for that first.

This is the inside, looking to the right from the door.

This is looking to the left. Those cross beams are only about 5 feet off the floor. They were used to prevent the sides from bowing out from the weight of the grain. Did I mention this was a granary? The cross beams will provide stability for the move, then I should be able to remove them once the building is in place.

I am already plotting out a dyeing station over here, a felting station over there, maybe a loft area over part of it for storage. Any other ideas? If you had a 15 x 20 building, what would you do with it?

So Excited!

I wasn't going to mention anything until it is a done deal, but I can't help it. I am going to look at a granary building later this morning. A nearby farmer needs it gone so he can put up a grain bin. It is 15' x 20'. It is already on a flat bed, and he will deliver it. It is a wood building covered in tin, with a wood floor. I might just get my dye/weaving/fiber studio yet! I have been so excited I couldn't sleep last night.

Speaking of sleep, yesterday morning I woke around 5 am. There was a tree frog croaking nearby. By the decibel level, it sounded like it was on my window. That thing was loud! It reminded me of a Mom incident, so I had a good cry and then couldn't get back to sleep.

Mom and I were walking around the upper pasture. I think I was trying to cut down some burdock while she wandered nearby. Although I never could find it, there was a tree frog near the fence, low to the ground, and it sounded very sad. The croak had a whimpering/crying sound to it. Mom stood nearby, and kept saying in that comforting Mom voice, "Oh, what's the matter? Are you ok? Don't cry, it's ok." Mind you, she had no idea what was making the sound, she just knew it sounded sad and needed comfort. I miss her.

Ok, so I'll update later with details/pictures of the building if it gets to be mine. In the meantime, I was playing with Photoshop Elements the other day, and this is what happened.