A New Coat Of Paint

The house in the process of getting a new coat of paint.

Sometimes all it takes is a coat of paint to give a house a new look. That was the case here. We knew it needed it done, but getting around to doing it was another story. Someone had to choose a color too. I hate picking colors. I never seem to choose the right one. They are too bright or too bold or the colors I pick don’t match. It’s always something – so when the neighbor gave us his old siding, the choice was made – a light green.

I’m not a big fan of the color green, but it really does look good. It looks good with the plants as well, which was a concern. We wanted a color that complimented the garden and did not take away from it.

Kevin Butcher removing the old roofing over the office areas so we can put a new roof on.

This summer has been one major project after the other. We are putting a new roof on part of the house. There were over 20 layers of roofing up there that the previous owner put on. That was a job getting all the old roofing off. Kevin came over to deal with that mess – and I was so grateful. That left time for Jerry to work on other projects. The roof is not on yet – and winter is arriving, but there is still time. I can’t wait to see it when it is all done.

The newly planted native plant garden. I can't wait until spring!

Another project was landscaping the back 40. I wanted to put in a native plant garden that would provide food and shelter for frogs, butterflies, birds and other small critters while remaining deer resistant. We choose a variety of native grasses, amsonia and other smaller native plants that fit the bill, set up a bird bath filled with stone so both birds and smaller insects could drink. It doesn’t look like much at the moment, but I think it will be lovely next year.

The ceiling fan in the living room. I'm not sure what color I am going to paint the ceiling yet. I'm thinking I may two-tone it.

Finally, we are trying to complete projects that are in progress and still dealing with all the stuff that came from my dad’s house. All I can say is this is a job all on its own, never mind that both of us have regular jobs in addition to dealing with the farm work! Homesteading is a never-ending labor of love.