And The Beat Goes On

as does the work.  One tiny project seems to last longer than I expect.  This is the old smokehouse over a dirt cellar.  Both are still usable.  The dirt cellar actually is just holding our empty jars. Our houses hold the full ones.  The smoke house is mostly storage but makes a great drying place for herbs.  This is on my winter project list to organize again.

 During the high temperatures the shade dictates my job for the day.

Cutting out the bird poop trees freeing the Sweet Williams to grow.

Time has a way of wearing things down.

Pieces of siding and fence will be reused.

 My cow bone guarding the entrance got a new coat of paint.

Just for fun I added Welcome as you enter the yard.

I believe it's safe to say no one has a yard like mine.

I'm always armed with a camera.

Revelation! 

That may be why jobs take me so long.

Being easily distracted is a blessing.

The front of the smoke house before

and after.

All by hand looking for rocks and stumps.

I'm tired.

A Tale With A Touch Of Weird

Years ago after we first married, hubby came to the farm with Dad.  We had a horrible lightning storm the night before and they wanted to check on the cattle. 

They saw the huge bull leaning against a tree and wondered what he was doing.  As they drew closer, they discovered more cattle on the ground.  Lightning had struck and traveled to the cattle in a hollow.  Our bull and five of the best cows were dead.

Last weekend on a Mule trip with hubby, we passed that spot and talked about the incident.  I spotted a bright color down in the hollow that wasn't normal.  Climbing down, I found a Happy Birthday helium balloon that had died in the same spot as the cattle.

On my return trip, I found bones.  This huge pelvic bone of the bull was loaded in the back of the mule.  Then my imagination went wild.

I first sealed it with Gesso,

added a little color,

added a little more,

and sprayed the new face with sealant.

I am thinking of painting strange eyes,

drilling holes and have the eyes swivel in the wind...

Now, you have to agree, that is a tad weird.

This now guards my entrance to the yard.

It surely was fun.