Moving to the country. Our first farm on 40 acres.
Our first farm house in Garden City, Missouri.
Driveway in Garden City.
The front appearance of the home was so uninviting that no one ever came to the front door. All visitors and mail-carriers went around to the back door, which was a garage door. I always had to answer the door in the garage, which was a strange feeling for me. Welcome to our garage, err... uhh... I mean home.
I couldn't believe we bought a house that didn't have a shower! Just a curtain to use while standing to rinse off with a short shower wand.
Organic strawberry wine fermenting in the carboy. It would rack out 23 bottles of wine.
We started rehabbing the home right away. We knocked out walls and closets to make the master bedroom more livable.
Retexturing ceilings and walls in the master bedroom.
We had to fix the ceilings and the floors before painting the entire inside of the house to cut down on the 50 years of smells it has accumulated.
Before winter came we knew we needed a good wood burning stove. We designed it all and installed it.
Eliminating the gas bill was liberating!
We dug sweet potatoes as big as my head out of the garden. I had never seen a potato this big!
Baby chicks arrive! I got them a few toys to keep them entertained.