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Have a lovely weekend!
Not even three months have passed since we shuffled out of the big smoke to take up residence at The Old Farmhouse but SO much has changed in that time. My super-husband, Craig has been the driving force behind most of the activity around here, taking a day off work each week to do the majority of the building, as well as spending his commuting time on the train project-managing: sourcing building materials, getting quotes and organising tradies. Craig, you’re amazing!
The first project was the fence – metres upon metres of post, rail and wire to secure our dogs. Craig had a little help with hole-digging but did the rest of the work himself.
All the rails are reclaimed timber – there is nothing that speaks more of rustic, farmhouse living than this old wood – the most beautiful patina and sustainable, too!
The chook pen is pegged out and Craig has built rustic gates so we can venture into the ‘secret forest’ that flanks the western side our property.
Ok, we left the pool to the professionals! We’ll be paddling by Springtime!!
The deck has been a labour of love and will add some spacious outdoor living to our old home. Wherever we can, we try to use reclaimed materials – Craig (with some help from my dad) has sourced some amazing old bridge timbers to use as beams for the roof.
The weekend brought a magnificent surprise when Craig and his helper, Paul began the process of fitting some salvaged French doors to access the deck. They removed the weatherboards to reveal this…..
The most fabulous original external VJs – oh my heart!!!
Just look at their silver, rustic perfection – *sigh*! These beauties are staying as an amazing feature wall. All they need is a simple coat of oil.
Last night we dragged some chairs out on the deck amongst the timber and sawdust to enjoy the stunning sunset and soak up our little piece of paradise.
Cheers!
Yesterday I officially laid down the tools of my 17 year career in Speech Pathology; with the final report written and cc’d, I will now have to find a spot to stash them. It all feels quite surreal… I just hope that I have made a lasting impression on all the little people I have worked with over the years – probably close to a thousand children.