Fun With Lumber
The waning days of 2016 ushered in a pile o’ lumber to our humble barn amidst frigid temperatures and a craggy, ice-bound skating rink/driveway. This did not stop our intrepid team from delivering the goods. Heather from WS Ag Center spear-headed the delivery operation with much enthusiasm.
Heather has been an indispensable wealth of horsey information, helping us with the stall schematics, schooling us on important barn prep for our equine guests, and in general, gracing us with her upbeat personality and team of helpers. Which just so happened to be her husband and son in this case.
Action Figure Pete and I joined in on the lumber party. I’m not afraid to admit that while Heather’s son was bare-handing it, and her husband felt most comfortable in shorts, I encased myself in Carhartts on top of Carhartts. Just slightly exaggerating. Those guys have Wisconsin grit. While I, as I’ve often told Pete, am but a delicate flower. Phhht. That never goes over well. I still have to get out there and pull my weight such as it is.
So piece by piece we hauled in the lumber. It was a two-man/two-woman tag team back and forth from trailer to barn. Until some smarty-pants decided they could start doing a one-man tag team. My, aren’t we strong Mr. I-Got-It- All-On-My- Own. And then everyone started hauling boards of lumber in by themselves. Except for me. Because I am but a delicate flower. And was taking pictures. And maybe playing with cats.
And those dutch doors!! They look all nice and shiny now, but I’m looking forward to the wood taking on an aged look, which they should over time.
As I had mentioned, the doors are custom-made. Pete used wood taken from original horse stalls that had existed on this farm and used them for the crossbars. The center piece of each crossbar is a left-over corner accent piece original to our farmhouse doors and windows. If we need more, I’m going to have to get a crowbar and start prying them out of our house. Or start prowling salvage shops which seems to me the better and wiser option.
While all this flurry of activity is exciting to us, it is leaving our barn cats bewildered and beside themselves. I’m sure they’ll get used to it once everything is all put together. Let’s face it, because of all this upheaval, they did get new, fluffy beds to replace all the old straw bedding. And indeed the “Kit Kat Lounge and Dance Hall” still stays in place with its exceptional dinner service twice a day. Hang in there Mr. Hans and Rainy. Wait, why is there just one cat in there? Mr. Hans? Where’s Mr. Hans?? (Don’t worry, he’s up in the hay loft, waiting to be carried to dinner. That’s just the quality of service we provide here at Shepard’s Barn and Bed!)