Time for Aesthetics

 

We don't live by bread alone, and most people I know don't live to work, either, but some jobs make leisure more pleasant.
 

We began our farm adventure in late 2012, and we spent a large sum of money and quite a bit of time renovating the farmhouse to look and feel like us, while retaining the characteristics that made it charming as the childhood home of my wife. The next several years saw us put in a fenced garden, planting shade trees and ornamental plants between us and a busy road, keeping bees, raisng chickens, adopting and working with livestock dogs. We've been here long enough to bury two beloved dogs and two house cats. We opened new pasturage and began managing a field my in-laws own, across the street from us. We repainted the entire house once and most of the out-buildings while building an equipment run-in. We continue to rid our property of scrap metal and other useful salvage.

That's only part of 12+ years work, but finally, and after much learning, we began to make things pretty in the areas where visitors most often want to visit, our garden and hen-yard. Little children love this part of their trip to our end of the county.

The fences need maintaining every year, but after several years, the old home-made gates needed re-hanging. I found that the strap hinges typically used for attaching gates to posts begin with a good deal of "play" and slowly acquire more, until we and our farm-sitter struggle to open them.

 While I've gotten more skilled at building gates, I discovered that I'd overbuilt mine. When it came time to re-hang them, I was able to shed some of the supporting boards on the biggest gate, replacing them with corner braces. And new hinges that are made for posts got the gates to hang true for a few more years.

 Then, it got to be time to finally add visual interests to our garden, beyond the chickens themselves who patrol the paths and a few pieces of statuary.  I used a solid-color penetrating stain I've discussed here before to add a vibrant barn-red to our center gate. The gates to the dog-run got stained a bluish green that I used simply because I had a can and wanted to use it up.  Some inner gates are getting the barn-red treatment as well. Staining the wood appears to deter carpenter bees and makes the wood hold up longer, overall.

I do not buy into the old-timers' maxim that if you are not working until you exhaust yourself, you are "piddling," and that includes painting for lots of old guys. 

The spaces we inhabit should look good if we can afford the time and money to do so. Staining and re-hanging gates cost little money and time. The reward? At sunset,  you look at the garden and feel more inspired. An wooden picnic table will be next.

Art museums always make me feel better about the human race. I can't fix our species but I can make my own corner of the world more pleasing to the eyes of all who stop by.

 Happy gardening this year. The corn is already knee-high!