Thursday 11 July 2013

Home Sweet Home!

We have been home for a week now and the vigour of a week of holidays got my butt right into gear on Saturday afternoon when we returned home.  Poor DH - He really had no idea what a short rest was going to do to me!  :-)
First off I came home to 3 happy faces.   Unbelievable how much you can miss your furry kids when you are away!  

Molly on the other hand was excited to see us but quite literally exhausted from being with her Grandma and Dora for the week!   She slept for nearly 2 days straight!

My mom worked her magic in so many ways around the farm when we were away.   Look at this beautiful little vignette she made at the barn entrance.  
(Now I need to white wash that barn wall!!)

She also knew that my gardens around the house have been really bothering me and have been more than just a small eye sore.   It's the entire perimeter of the house that needs to be redone...so for me the job of starting has been a very difficult one.    Mom of course has no trouble starting and just takes the bull by the horns, so to speak and kicked started the back of the house with my niece Bella into a much tidier and aesthetically pleasing garden.   She always knows right were to start too...right were you walk in, so you get the most enjoyment everyday.   This has motivated me to keep going along the driveway side and around under the bay window in front.   Pictures of that area to come.


Upon arrival we also rented a 100' power snake to clear the downspout drain on the bank barn roof that feeds over to our pond.   The pond level is about 2' below what I would like to see it and the only way it gets new water is from the rain.   It has no spring feeding it.   So DH and I spent the remainder of our Sat night right up til dark snaking that drain and then running the hose through it.   It runs water now!!! So we just have to wait for rain to see how it works when mother nature turns on the tap!

DH bought a hammock when we were in Barry's Bay.   He believes I need to learn how to use it more often than just look at it!!  :-)   So I thought...well girl, you will never learn how to use it if you don't hang it up!   So it has been hung in the yard were I can look out over the pasture or over the pond.   I am sure someone will get good use out of it...if not me maybe DH or visitors!

The pond had a waterfall when we purchased but the previous owner thought it was within their right to take the pump with them when they left.   Just another of the many things "missing" on the closing day!!   We got a new pump and that was installed on Sunday so that we could enjoy the sound of water rolling down the waterfall whenever we sit out on the pergola.
Here I am wading in to place the pump.   That's a totally slimy bottomed pond too...in bare feet.   Reminded me of the creek besides my grandparents house that we would catch crayfish and tadpoles in!

Since we had the ladder out so I could climb to the very top rung of the full extension ladder to have a look in the bank barn eaves troughs; to see if there was anything blocking them...DH decided he would put it in the loafing barn so we could actually see what was in the loft.   Last look was late last fall when I stood on the very top of the step ladder and was eye level with a ca-zillion mice!!   ~~Side note~~ What is it with me defying safety with ladders anyway??   That's 3 notable incidences where I have done less than safe practises on ladders...the 3rd is in a post last month when I painted the stairwell wall.    I hope Darwin doesn't catch on to my ways!

Here are a couple of the old items that were up in the loft.   Also there was an old settee that the mice have really done a number on.   The convertible section of an old buggy, some old tin siding tiles, several old wooden doors and lots and lots of mouse poo!
 A beautiful ornate headboard.
 An old wooden wringer washer.

I can't even imagine using that old washer.   I know I have an ancient top load machine by today's standards but really this thing is from way before my time!   Thank God women have gained some rights over the last 50 years so that we could have a say in the design and function of domestic appliances.    This machine would just be a device of torture and inconvenience!   My grandmother had the next generation metal version of this contraption. I remember watching her wring out the clothes through the rolls as a small child in her basement and if I got too close to the drum she would holler at me to back up because I could crush my hands in the rolls.   I remember being scared half to death of doing laundry!

Lastly what would a post be without at little bit of Molly to finish it off?
Molly as you are all well aware has a real appetite for destruction when it comes to her toys.   A once overflowing toy box now has metal showing at the bottom and a very large pile of toys in the infirmary for various carnage that has been inflicted on them.   It's not uncommon for me to have a pile of fluff every single day as I walk through the door when I get home from work.    I clean up saying a little prayer for the death of a beaver, rabbit, squirrel, skunk or the likes.   It seems too that the newer the toy, the faster it goes!   The water bottle fox lasted about 1 hour before it lost an ear and it was torn beyond recognition only 8 days later!   This week behold the crime scene(s) I discovered...ALL ON ONE DAY TO BOOT!!

Exhibit A - Entry from Back door.

Exhibit B - Entry to Kitchen

Exhibit C - Gym

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