It was a little trickier than I had imagined getting my loft doors hung yesterday. My brother came out and helped me get the monsters up without killing each other or destroying the doors. I screwed down three two by six to the loft floor hanging out like a ships gang plank. The extra three feet of floor helped us wiggle and walk the doors out and lean them back towards the building so trolley could meet track. It all seemed so easy when I was scheming up a plan. In practice, the weight and awkwardness of the door size made the whole deal a little more tense than anticipated
October 16, 2014 at 4:27 AM (Uncategorized)
This is my favorite time of year. Crisp cool days and chilly nights. Perfect weather to have a few of our close friends and some new acquaintances out for a fish fry, bon fire and a truckload of music! I’ve spent the last week trying to finish up some dangling projects and get the whole house and barn cleaned up to receive the onslaught. If it weren’t for having guests we would never clean the house.
We were truly blessed with a beautiful days weather. I was so happy that one of our friends daughters got up and played and sang a couple of songs between the bands sets.
We fried up thirty pounds of fillets, put out twenty pounds of pulled pork and everyone brought a side dish. We fed like cattle at a trough.
October 16, 2014 at 4:21 AM (Uncategorized)
The past four or five years I’ve let time get away from me when it comes to putting my garlic in the ground. I usually forget, or it’s too wet, or whatever lame excuse I can conjure up. The bulbs I saved had ended up getting planted in the last days of winter in the greenhouse and pulled in early June. The quality of the garlic has degraded steadily to the point that I felt like throwing some money at some new bulbs.
I actually tilled and planted the new Music and some other dang variety I can’t recall, in the first bed upon entering our garden. Got them in the ground and marked the rows and the rains came. Perfect! As soon as the peek out of the ground I’ll mulch the rows with straw.
This week I’ll load up our asparagus bed with a thick layer of straw to burn off. We don’t cut back any of the ferns, just lay out a thick mat of straw, fluff it up and burn it off. It cleans up the bed so pests and critters (rabbits) don’t have a place to overwinter and the weeds have been far more manageable. The next day I wet down the bed to snuff out any hot spots, add a layer of compost and recover with another layer of straw. Now I’m all ready for spring when I will again burn off the old straw and a layer of leaf litter.
October 11, 2014 at 7:41 AM (Uncategorized)
My last order of lumber has finally dried to a point that I feel it will be stable enough to get my doors put together. I’ve played around with the layout of my cuts a little bit. Not a whole lot differant than the main doors, but just tweaked the width of the rabbets so there is less of a chance to see an air gap in the panels. The panels are free floating shiplap in the framework of the door, so I’m pretty sure that stretching the rabbet will give me a better look in the long run.
I’ve used some monster lag screws on all the joints in the frame of the doors. The screws are ten inches long. so they are providing a lot more stability than what I had used on the lower doors. Glued and screwed. The lower doors have been hanging untreated with very little negative results. I’m thinking that one more year of aging will give me the patina I’m wanting, before adding any wood preservative.
Now I’ve got to figure out how to hang these beasts without killing myself.
August 30, 2014 at 7:04 AM (Uncategorized)
This past week I had a chance to go fishing on the river with a friend of mine from St. Louis. We had planned on floating eleven miles of the Meremac from a local outfitters access down to my brothers farm. One of the things that just drives me nuts about float fishing from open top kayaks is that these boats are made for the weekend floater who will have a small cooler strapped to the stern of the boat. There isn’t any god place to stow a spare rod or small tackle bag/box.
I had seen a very expensive custom fishing kayak that had the rod holders but all of its storage was designed to keep gear dry. We’re not floating class one rapids on our local streams. I want to be able to reach back and grab my tackle, a water bottle or a knife without pulling, screwing or having to untie some sort of lidded compartment. Milk crates worked great for furniture for most of my life, why not for a simple fishing trip.
So I put together a pair of these simple racks for our trip.
After a full day of use I only have one modification I want to make to the design. I want to add another pole holder. Everything stayed where it was suppose to and the tiedown strap on the stern turned into a nifty handle for pulling the boats out to the truck after our arms were cast out. Sadly the fishing sucked from the stand point of meal prep. A whole lot of tiny small mouth bass and some goggle eye, but nothing worth keeping.
July 22, 2014 at 2:11 AM (Uncategorized)
I had an additional week off after this years county fair that I used to finish up a few dangling projects. The loft was originally planned to be divided so Theresa could have a studio for painting. After we finished the shell of the building and started on insulating the south wall, discussions turned to leaving the loft open. The north wall got the same treatment as the south, insulated and sided. Busting up the openness of the loft, even with a wall of recycled french doors and dormers would have really been a mistake. We’re happy that there was absolutely no argument on the decision.
I was gifted a pair of sign lights that matched the other exterior lighting but wasn’t sure where, or if, I was going to be able to use them. When I set up the ladder to install the track for the loft doors I was able to put a tape on the subject and realized a perfect spot for the light. I moved the diamond LX sign down about eight inches allowing the fixture the perfect purchase.
Everything is bolted up for the door trolleys. Now I’ll just have to get the doors started. The wood should be sufficiently dry now to complete the assembly of the doors.
July 18, 2014 at 8:14 AM (Uncategorized)
An unusually cool and foggy morning for July. It’s been very pleasant this whole week. Most of our garden is doing pretty damn good with the exception of the cucurbits. The straw mulching provides perfect hiding places for squash bugs and I’ve not kept up on spraying and egg squishing.
We planted a second round of sweet corn the first week of July. The sweet potato rounds are starting to cascade vine out of the rings and the bean arches are doing a half way decent job.
The last of the spring cabbage.
Riley is all feet, leg and head. She’s seven months old and nary a brain cell between the ears. She’s sweet and all puppy. Her size makes me forget that she’s still just a baby.
June 13, 2014 at 4:40 AM (Uncategorized)
I had always envisioned a grandkid kicking a soccer ball in the loft as the destroyer of the stained glass. Fortunately there wasn’t anyone hurt when a friend missed the last step down to the landing and fell shoulder first into the panel.
I think I’ll get a little learning done on the fine points of stain glass repair or maybe build something all together different. The part of the whole procedure that I least look forward to is getting the panel frame out of the wall. The stained glass is framed in a cedar surround and it was snuggly fit into the wall opening. It could be a real pain in the arse getting this damned thing down.
June 4, 2014 at 4:50 AM (Uncategorized)
Over the weekend I managed to separate the rocks from the clay in a sufficient amount as to dig four footings for the lean-to posts. My arms feel so much longer now. Digging or setting fence posts where you want them is a crap shoot in our ground. We ooze rock from our soils.
After getting the Sonotubes placed and poured on Friday I started setting my posts and cutting rafters on Sunday. All went so much better than I had anticipated and I was able to start running the purlins. I was very pleased to get as far along as I did.
May 15, 2014 at 5:01 AM (Uncategorized)
We’ve got most of our garden in the last two weeks. I have moved the old chicken coop back to the south end of the footprint of the old run. Ripped off the old tin from the coop that was flapping in the wind, mismatched and full of holes. The coop will now be reused as our garden shed. It’s nice to have all the tools so much closer to the work.
The high tunnel is nearing the end of its life. To be honest I did not expect the untreated wood to last as long as it has. It was framed with a bundle of culled 2×6 lumber that I picked up for next to nothing. I have learned so much from the mistakes of building my own, limited access structure. If I ever get another high tunnel It will be large enough to till and run the loader inside it. One of our neighbors just set up their new high tunnel. I’ll be picking their brain while they are setting out on their new experience.
It’s about time to get another order of round bales of straw. Rolling them out as mulch mats has saved us countless hours of weeding and watering, while adding a wonderful environment for a plethora of earthworms. The low end of our garden plot had alway been the least workable of our soils. Heavy clay that lacked the addition of all the compost that the ground closer to the pile received. We had rolled out straw the last two years and planted our squash and sweet potatoes there. This spring I ran the tiller through and was amazed how much of the organic material had been carried back into the clay layer. I turned a spade length out to give it a look and was thrilled to see the shovel meet clay on the bottom two inches of the shovel. For the longest time this area of the plot was a “no go zone” after a rain. It would take at least a couple of days to set foot there without sinking to your ankle, and when it did dry out it set into concrete. Now I can walk through this same area not leaving much of a trace. I’m such a dork that I get excited about being able to dig a planting hole with my hand.
We planted a small plot of sweet corn and some hybrid beets right before the rain came in on Monday. Tuesday and Wednesday I transplanted some kale and swiss chard starts from the greenhouse. It’s been very wet the last couple of days so I’m only getting into plantings where I can tread on the straw.
I’ve planted all of our paste tomatoes along a fence line for the first time. I’ll be trying out a little trellis idea I had using tree limbs and baling twine. I hope it works well.