Cottage living

Living at the farm is a bit like living full time at a cottage. There’s lots of fresh air. I can see the stars at night. There’s lots of opportunity for fun activities.

However, there is one particular activity that I cannot do at the farm.

That’s waterskiing.

Waterski leaning against a stump

Waterskiing is pretty much my favourite sport, and I only get to do it a few times a year.

So, I’m playing hooky today and spending another day at the lake.

Thanks to Danica and Diane for guest blogging this week. And thank you for stopping by while I’m savouring my last few days of vacation. I’ll be back next week with a return to our regularly scheduled, waterski-free programming.

Guest post: Flying high

This week Matt and I are taking a little holiday. While we’re relaxing, I have some great guest posts lined up for the blog.

Often it’s the little things that make a home. You all know how happy Matt and I are to finally have a flag pole at the farm. There was the satisfaction when we finally installed the pole. Then there was the history lesson on Flag Day. And of course the maple leaf on Canada Day.

Well, Diane at West Lake Musings shares our appreciation for flags. In fact, she and her husband Warren recently made a new addition to their country property, and she generously agreed to share it here today with all of you.

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Happiness is infectious. When you love someone and you see them grinning and having fun, you catch the feeling too. Those good vibes just fly across the room and seep into your heart.   That’s what has been happening around here this month.  My husband feels good and consequently I do too.  The reason for all of this good cheer was Warren’s current project.   He has been on a quest and totally absorbed in getting a flag made up for the property.

Our new flag is not just any old flag.  Oh, you don’t know Warren well do you?  No, Warren’s new flag is a custom designed unique-only-to us flag.  It will fly high and mark his territory.

It is exactly one year since Warren had a personal design created and 30 custom baseball caps manufactured with that logo on the brow.

Ordering a personal flag using that same design was just the natural progression.

I personally find Warren really endearing when he is caught up in the excitement of a project.  God love him.  He is cute. He has been running around all month. First he had to go back to the hat manufacturer and ask them to email the flag people a copy of his design. Then there were colour swatches to select and proofs to approve. There was a choice of fabrics to select. Did we want the flag in satin, nylon, polyester, duraknit or duramax?  Do we want the grommets on the right or the left side? We decided on a 3′ x 5′ size flag and an 18 foot tall aluminum flagpole. For Warren it was all very important stuff.

The flag manufacturer has been great and very patient. Flags Unlimited are located several hundred miles away yet they were able to manufacture and deliver our new flag within a day and a half from placing our final order. Oh, and the flag pole was delivered too. It came in five sections, each four feet long, neatly packed in a cardboard box.  How cool is that?

Armed with a neon spray can and measuring tape we then went looking for the perfect location for our new flag pole. It couldn’t be too close to the trees and we had some over head wires to contend with. Some areas of our property are rather sheltered and don’t get much wind. The last deciding factor was that we wanted to see the flag from the house and whenever we walked out the back door.

The final stage in the project was the installation of the flag pole. It was a real team effort. Out came the wheelbarrow, the shovels, a tarp, gravel and concrete. The instructions called for a 16 inches x 48 inches hole. Two inches of gravel was placed into the bottom of the hole and then the whole thing was filled with concrete. “Quick get the level!” We don’t want a crooked pole.

Setting a flag pole in concrete

Today the project was completed. Not since the marines raised the flag during the battle for Iwo Jima has there been this much anticipation. The pole is firmly in place and the beautiful new flag is snapping in the wind. Magnificent. We love it. For the man who has everything it makes a truly unique stand-out symbol of his territory.

Custom made West Lake Musings Flag

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Isn’t that a great commemoration of their new life in the country? I love the idea of a custom made flag for the farm. Diane’s and Warren’s love of their new home is obvious. Thanks, Diane for sharing your story today.

One of my favourite parts of blogging is finding kindred spirits. In the case of Diane–who was actually the one that found me–our transformation into country living has followed a very similar path (almost to the month)!

Breeze over to West Lake Musings to check out more of her and Warren’s adventures.

Guest post: Landscaping revamp

This week Matt and I are taking a little holiday. While we’re relaxing, I have some great guest posts lined up for the blog.

Landscaping a large property is a challenging prospect that takes a special kind of person. It usually starts with “what a beautiful vista. I can’t believe this is all mine.” But then it often becomes a question of “where do I stop cutting the grass?” Other times it’s “how do I keep my arms and legs going to move all of these bushes/dirt/plants/logs/rocks?”

Danica from Country Chic Renovator and her husband Branko have their own slice of paradise: 49 stunning country acres. Of course, like our acres, theirs are a wee bit wild in spots. Fortunately, Danica also has a hard work ethic–just what she needs to domesticate at least part of her property. I’m pleased to welcome her to the blog today to share some of her progress with you.

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Hi Guys! Danica here from Country Chic Renovator. Julia and I have so much in common especially when it comes to landscaping and renovating our homes.

We have several projects on the go at our “Forever Home” and the one thing we have been working really hard on is the landscaping at the front of the house. The previous owners planted small bushes and never maintained them so over the years the bushes just kept on growing to a point where they were dead underneath and everything that was overgrown on top was alive.

Initially we had hoped we could save a few of them and just trim them down but once we stared cutting the overgrown areas we realized we would have to remove everything.

Here is a preview of how it had looked when we first purchased the place

Country Chic Renovator's forever house before

After many hours days, we finally saw some real progress. The next step would be to create a new landscape layout and a new deck. We need a sitting area where we can set a large outdoor table and umbrella so when we have guests over we can sit outside in the summer. We are thinking of creating a lower deck level by adding stairs to the right of balcony and removing the wrap around. For the landscaping we would like use the large boulder stones in some way. Once we level off the hills we will start on a landscape plan…

Country Chic Renovator's forever home landscaping progress

So much has changed on this home already including installing new windows, doors, and now the landscaping and removal of the bushes!

Hope you enjoyed my guest blogging for Julia while she is relaxing on her vacation! Feel free to visit my blog for further updates our “Forever Home”.

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Thanks so much, Danica! Head over to Country Chic Renovator to see more examples of Danica’s and Branko’s work. They are what I call hardcore DIYers. Be sure to check out the complete renovation of their first home (including massive addition and complete interior reconfiguration) that they did by themselves last winter.

Now that they’re onto their forever home, I’m excited to see their progress (and perhaps a little jealous that Danica is going to have my dream master bathroom a few years before I do).

Savouring summer

Fresh-picked corn symbolizes summer for me. Sure you can get any food any time of year now, but corn on the cob is something that I eat only in the summer time.

Fresh picked corn on the cob

Pair it with zucchini from the garden and burgers from the barbecue, and you have summer on a plate.

Burger and corner on the cob

Although my eyes are perhaps bigger than my stomach in this case. I ate my vegetables, but Matt and Baxter had to help with the burger.

What food do you wait for every summer? Anyone else a fan of corn on the cob? What’s on your barbecue these days? Any special meals on the menu the weekend ahead? Wishing everyone a wonderful summer weekend.

Baxter’s one-month-iversary

Today is one month since Baxter came to live with us. Even though he’s obviously hoping that his natural ninja skills have rendered him invisible, I wanted to put the focus on him today to write about how we’re adjusting to our new lives together.

Baxter laying in the grass

I’ve read that it sometimes takes a few weeks with a rescue dog to see their true personality. I’m not sure if we’re there yet with Baxter, but I have seen some changes since we first adopted him.

Food: When he first came to us, Baxter was not what I would call food motivated. He scarfed down his breakfast and dinner, but he really didn’t care very much for treats. When I gave him a kong the first time, he was pretty disinterested. It was just too much work to get the kibble out of the toy. I persisted, giving him a kong full of kibble before giving him the rest of his breakfast, and after a few days his enthusiasm increased noticeably, and he emptied the entire kong–a momentous occasion. He’s a little more enthused about treats and even his kibble now. He’s also extremely enthused about hotdogs, which we’ve been using for some training.

Baxter walking off leash in the field

Training: I wish I knew more about his background, because Baxter has obviously had some training. He knows he’s not allowed on the furniture and aside from a couple of weak efforts the first couple of days doesn’t try to climb on the couch or chairs. He’s housebroken. He knows sit and will now plop down when we snap our fingers. He’s very good on the leash, sticking by our sides when we walk. He does like to follow his nose sometimes, but usually the slightest tension on the leash as he falls behind or pulls ahead moves him back to our side. He’s pretty good at stay too. He doesn’t seem to know down, and come continues to be a problem. I think he knows it, and we’ve practiced it lots, but he likes to amble and sometimes he has better things to do altogether. Occasionally he seems a bit stubborn or disinterested in obedience, even for commands he knows. We’ve gone back to basics working on eye contact when we say his name, which I think will help.

Energy: Baxter is a low energy guy and tends to spend his days dozing as much as possible. I take him for a 20-30 minute walk in the morning, and then Matt usually does a long walk in the afternoon. In the evening we’ll sometimes do another short walk or a ramble in the fields. Depending on his mood, we may do “zoomies” dashing and chasing around the yard. Whether it’s zoomies or toys or a ball, Baxter usually loses interest after a few minutes and goes back to lying down.

Baxter napping on his back on his bed

The run: The outdoor dog pen is not a hit. So far, it’s been an opportunity for Baxter to demonstrate his determination as he comes up with yet another way to escape. He doesn’t run away. He just comes looking for us. Dude does not like to be alone. He’s fine if one of us sits in the run with him or even if he can see us puttering around outside, but once we’re out of sight, the whining starts and the escape follows soon after.

The cats: Ralph, Easter and Baxter are getting along… like cats and dogs. More than anything, Baxter wants to be friends. However, Ralph has declared them mortal enemies. She’s also obviously told Easter a few big bad wolf stories. Our playful little kitten, while slightly more curious, is no more warm and fuzzy than her mother. Easter came close the one day, but rather than letting Baxter sniff her (and okay, a big, wet tongue may have been heading her way too) she chose to hiss and claw. And as soon as the cats take off running, Baxter is compelled to give chase, even if he’s been sitting quietly up to then.

Baxter napping in the sun

Social skills: So far, Baxter has not met a person or a dog he doesn’t like. We take him to the park when we play baseball, and he lays quietly on his long lead while we’re on the diamond. We go on group walks with our vet clinic, and he’s very friendly with all of the other dogs and people. We’re very vigilant around other dogs still, but so far he’s been very polite. He meets everyone, but he’s usually not that interested in playing, so he just sits down by himself once he’s sniffed enough. I would like to see him be a bit more playful, but a more important next step is working to help him understand that just because there’s a new person or dog around, he doesn’t automatically get to meet them.

The issues: The one issue that I’ve seen develop over the past month is a bit of an attachment disorder. We’ve left him alone a few times, and he’s been fine on his own in the house. However, he’s a little bit anxious about us leaving. Gathering keys or opening the front door often makes him get off his pillow to investigate, and occasionally he lays on the mat at the front door making sure no one sneaks out on him. Even staying on his pillow in the basement while we go upstairs to get a snack in the kitchen is hard for him. He seems to be slightly more attached to me than Matt, but company in general is most important to him. We don’t want to create any separation anxiety, so we are trying to not make a big deal out of comings and goings, trying to help him realize that if we leave we will come back, and trying to help him learn that he’s okay to be on his own.

Family picture with Baxter

The biggest thing that I’ve learned over the past month is that I am absolutely a dog person. Matt and I have been waiting a long time to bring a dog into our family, and I’m glad that it finally happened. Baxter seems to be a good fit for us. I just hope that we’re good for him too.

Fuzzy buzzy

Our huge Rose of Sharon bush outside the dining room window is in bloom. Honestly, as beautiful as it is, I wasn’t going to do a post about it because, really, it’s just another picture of a pretty flower.

Rose of Sharon blossom

But then I saw a fuzzy bumble bee pollinating the blossoms. He was completely dusted in pollen, so I of course had to take his picture.

Bee pollinating Rose of Sharon flower

It may seem sappy, but seeing this industrious fellow–and the hummingbrids which also love the Rose of Sharon–reminds me that mother nature is pretty cool.

Vanquishing the dungeon

This week, we have been reviewing Matt’s and my first basement renovation. Now it’s time for everyone’s favourite part: the befores and afters.

Here’s a reminder of where we started. The blue room before:

Ugly basement

And here’s the no longer blue room after. The hot water tank is now accessible through louvered (vented) closet doors. The clothes closet to the left is now deep enough for a hanger.

Renovated basement bedroom

The other side of the blue room before:

Basement room painted blue

And after (slightly crooked complete with a Matt photo bomb). This nook under the stairs may look a bit tight, but a desk tucked in there perfectly and made a good study space.

Renovated basement nook under the stairs

The yellow room before:

Ugly basement painted yellow

The transformation in the yellow room was limited mostly to new flooring, paint and trim. Can I have a “so-long, see-ya” for that mustard paint? I did eventually say sayonara to the flourescent light fixture too, although I apparently don’t have a picture of that.

Renovated basement bedroom

Another thing I don’t have a picture of that I really wish I did was an after of the hallway shelving area. Can you take my word for it that it looked better than this?

Ugly basement

A few months after finishing the basement, we found the farm and listed our house for sale. By that point we had renovated it top to bottom. Within three weeks, our the house was sold.

Our first house was a good testing ground for Matt and me and prepared us for our forever house. Where, as always, the renovations continue.

Battling the dungeon

On the quest to renovate the basement at our first house, Matt and I dove in with our characteristic “go big” approach.

Everything that was in the basement came upstairs and was stacked in the dining, living and bed rooms making for a lovely “Hoarders” atmosphere.

Items from the basement stacked in the dining room

Downstairs, just like we would do a year later at the farm, we went back to the concrete. Buh-bye blue room.

Gutted basement
And farewell weird shelving area.

Gutted basement

We reframed. We rewired. We reinsulated.

Basement renovation

We drywalled. Lots of drywall, although not as much as last summer. Lots of taping. Lots of pasting.

Basement renovation

We laid new flooring, and we painted. We installed new trim, new shelving, new closet rods and doors.

Curious how it all turned out? Were we able to banish the dungeon?

Tune in next for the reveal.

Return to the dungeon

I mentioned last week how grateful I am not to be renovating a basement this summer for the first time in three years. You’re all familiar with last year’s long running reno. I thought some of you might be interested in seeing the first basement that Matt and I tackled together. This was at our first house about six months before we sold it.

Our first house was a little one and half story. It was a former rental property and hadn’t been very well maintained (are you sensing a pattern here?). Before we even moved in, we had done a lot of work to make it a home for us, and we continued to work on it for the next five years that we lived there. However, all of our renovations had stopped at the top of the basement staircase.

We didn’t usually let people go down there. It was not a very good reflection of our style.

At the bottom of the stairs, there was a makeshift built-in shelving area complete with a heat register and electrical outlet. Please note how the trim is falling off and the drywall (and shelving) stops halfway down the concrete pillar.

Ugly basement

There were two bedrooms where people actually slept before we moved in. One we called the blue room. It was covered in fake wood paneling that had been painted an eye searing shade of blue. We had added the shelving under the stairs to give us some temporary storage. The “closet” on the right wasn’t deep enough to hang a hanger.

Basement room painted blue

A view of the other side of the blue room. The hot water tank is behind this wall. Accessing it required unscrewing a section of the patchwork paneling. Note the uneven ceiling tiles, the ugly fluorescent light and the bath towels used as curtains (okay, those were our special touch).

Ugly basement

The other bedroom we termed the yellow room. This one was actually drywalled, but then painted an even worse shade than the blue room. Special features to note in this room, aside from the colour and the actual curtains, are the two heat registers within one foot of each other and the half carpet-half concrete floor.

Ugly basement painted yellow

Homey, no? Don’t you want to just move right in?

We were actively looking for our forever farm at this point, so we knew we had to do something about the basement before we could even think about listing our house for sale.

In the next post, I’ll show you exactly what we did.

Let us give thanks

Can you please join me in a moment of thanksgiving?

I am so exceedingly thankful that for the first summer in three years, we are not renovating a basement (ditto for the roof, not that we’ve done that more than once).

Instead, as temperatures soar outside (last week felt like mid-40s with the humidity), we are camped out in the coolness of our freshly renovated basement.

Relaxing in a cool basement

Now obviously, my reading nook could use a side table, an actual light fixture and some reupholstery. But you see, that would require getting up. And no one’s in the mood for that right now.

Wishing everyone a good weekend. The forecast here calls for… what else… some relaxing.