A home is a work in progress. A tapestry being woven with each screw, every push of a shovel and stroke of a brush. Ideas every changing. A old house that wants to look young again and be loved. Well that is our new home. A work in progress. We are on week three of upgrading our new home. This will be a several year process. But we see the potential in this little house we call home. We are still living in our fifth wheel which we have called home for twelve years. As it is easier to work inside the house while not living in it. Having said that we hope to live in part of the house by next week.
Things we are doing right now.
Building a wood fence around the north and west sides of our property. For privacy, sound barrier and to, we hope, keep our dog in the 3/4 acre yard. Painting inside the house. Rebuilding a bit inside. Cleaning cleaning cleaning. Racking racking racking. As you can see there are a lot of trees. My brother in law Evert and sister Lynda helped us clean up the yard and my dad. Evert with his chain saw removed some to crowded shrubs and trees. It is true pay attention to the size the trees will grow to be when you plant them. They really do grow as wide and tall as they say. There is still much to do with the trees around the house. The burn pile is huge. There is even an apple tree that has yummy green apples and a rose bush blooming small pretty red flowers. All the landscape will need to be redone. The apple tree has to be trimmed much shorter. The roses need to be moved. So as you can see the tapestry of a home and the land we live on is ever determined by what colors we choose to weave. Much more has happened but I do not want to bore you to much with all the details.
