The greatest dilemma of all time

The title of this post may be a little over dramatic. I am not the first to face this conundrum or to wrestle with this question. However, the angst, the uncertainty, the pressure of this choice is well known by many.

What paint colour do I choose?

With the conclusion of the drywall phase of the basement, we progress to the painting stage. We (optimistically, as it turned out) bought primer months ago, so last week Matt and I started priming the basement.

Matt priming the long room with the roller

Matt rolls on the primer in the long room

You would think with 5 1/2 months of drywalling (still can’t get over how long it took us), 7 1/2 months of farm ownership, and 9 1/2 months of knowing we were going to be painting the basement, I’d have figured this out by now. But I haven’t.

Most of the time in this project, I was planning on going grey. However, we’re planning on buying a charcoal grey sectional and the carpet will likely have grey tones in it. Painting the walls grey too was starting to seem like a lot. So over the last little while, I started thinking about other options.

The criteria for the colour are

  1. Light – I want the basement to be fairly bright, but, with only one window, pale paint is my best bet.
  2. Neutral – I really don’t want to repaint any time soon, but I may want to redecorate every so often. A neutral colour gives me the option to switch up the other colours in the basement when the mood hits.
  3. Works for the whole area – We have a fairly large basement, and the main room, long room, laundry room, stairwell and hallway are all going to painted the same colour (click here if you need a floor plan refresher).

I ended up buying samples of six different colours. Originally, I bought four, but then I didn’t like any of them, so I went back and bought two more.

Off white paint samples

Clockwise from top left: Cloud White, Distant Gray, Misty Gray, Mayonnaise, Linen White, White Dove. (All colours from Benjamin Moore).

This is my first time sampling colours on the actual wall. Usually I just trust my gut and go with a paint chip that I think will work. However, this is also my first time painting my forever house (bathroom aside), so I feel like it matters more that I get this right.

So, in addition to sampling the colours, I am appealing to you for help. What do you think?

Have a favourite colour that’s not covered in my samples? Let me know in the comments what you recommend.

Stick a trowel in me…

… I’m done.

We are calling it on the drywall phase of the basement reno. Five and a half months–in case the text version wasn’t clear, let me translate that into numerals 5 1/2 (or 5.5 for you digitally minded folks) months–after we started drywalling the basement, we are finally finished.

Oh the glamourous life of DIYers.

Lest there’s any additional lack of clarity, the basement reno itself is not finished. Only the drywall stage is done.

Some other things that are done:

  1. Bandaging my fingers for my evening sanding sessions.
Bandaged fingers

This is what my hands looked like at the end of a night of sanding. The bandages are pretty much worn away.

I built up calluses on my fingers, of course, but calluses can only do so much. It took me two nights of bleeding fingers to learn my lesson. (Point in my favour: the nights were not consecutive. I’m not that dumb). Before the second incident, I thought my fingers were sufficiently toughened from the first incident to not require protection. I learned that no matter how leathery and rough I think my hands are, I can apparently always do more damage.

Good news is I would make a good spy these days, as my fingerprints are sanded off.

  1. Also done is Matt’s nightly decoding dilemmas as he tries to interpret the pasting instructions I draw on the drywall.
Pencil markings

The two circles highlight a scratch and some divots that need to be filled. The U and V markings are supposed to be arrows that point out a ridge that needs to be feathered out with paste.

The division of labour when it came to drywall was I sand, Matt pastes. As I work, I keep a pencil behind my ear, so that I can mark spots that need particular attention.

Additional symbols in my drywall lexicon include lines and once in awhile actual words–that usually still require translation.

  1. The biggest change that will result from concluding drywall work will be no more drywall dust throughout the house.
Pile of drywall dust

The partially swept office floor (and yes, I know my work shoes are looking a little worn).

In the basement, the dust was so deep that dunes were starting to form. It took Matt and me a full afternoon to wipe down the walls and ceilings, sweep up the worst of the dust and then vacuum the remaining powder.

Upstairs is also covered in a fine skim of dust, although we haven’t done a deep clean there yet. We have to keep up our glamourous DIY lifestyle, after all.

Starting out on this project, I never dreamed that drywall would take us nearly half a year (ouch, that sounds like a really, really long time). My only excuse is that we ended up having to redo a huge area–pretty much the whole basement, we didn’t work on it religiously every single day and we’re not professional, so we’re slow.

The finish is definitely not perfect, but I’m satisfied with how it turned out, and I’m really happy that Matt and I were able to tackle such a big project together by ourselves (with help from my Dad, of course. Thanks, Dad!).

And now, in the way of DIY, concluding one stage of the project means it’s now on to the next. Painting here we come!

What’s on your agenda for this weekend?

Adventures in babysitting

Saturday was nephew day at the farm.

The festivities started with a tractor ride.

The two nephews in the tractor's front end loader

Two nerds in a bucket

Followed by a hike.

Hiking in the forest

Three nerds in the forest

A lesson in talking to turkeys.

Quaker Boy Easy Yelper turkey call

Calling all gentlemen turkeys!

And a test drive of a couple of the deer stands in the back forest.

Deer stand in the forest

Two deer were actually sighted in the woods

We also took advantage of having two extra pairs of hands around and put them to work on our fall to-do list.

The task of burning up the massive brush pile we amassed over the past two weeks of tree trimming (to-do #16) took pretty much the whole day.

Burning brush

The uncle seems to be putting more effort into tending the fire than the nephew

Also on the list was freeing our trees from rope, twine and stakes that have been tied around them (#10).

Climbing a tree

I am not sure who had the bright idea to tie metres of binder twine (and hang a plastic plant pot) in this tree, but my bright idea of a solution was an almost 13-year-old and a Swiss Army knife.

And finally picking up metal from the driveshed floor (#7).

Large rusty bolts

Two particularly big bolts snagged by the magnet

We don’t want to be the completely uncool aunt and uncle, though, so we made sure they had time to have some fun too.

Including building (playing with) fire,

Smoking brush fire

There was perhaps more smoke than fire, although they did eventually get it going.

Making new friends,

Playing with a kitten

The cautious feeling each other out phase

Boy holding a kitten

The bonding phase

And setting off firecrackers.

Separating black caps

Separating some Black Cats

We even enjoyed an alfresco lunch altogether.

Lunch outside

Cats and kittens included in the feast.

Pulling out all the stops for a hot gourmet feast.

Kraft Dinner

A mighty pot of KD, kids’ favourite food

So nephew day can be summed up by child labour, knives, firecrackers, lighters, axes, fire and fluorescent fake cheese pasta.

Matt’s brother may never let us have the kids again.

For sale: Woodstove (low mileage)

Item #8 on our fall to-do list is to sell the woodstove that we drove up the stairs out of the basement (hence, Matt’s low mileage joke in the title of this post).

Woodstove and stainless steel chimney

This could all be yours

The stove is still living in Matt’s future parking spot in the driveshed, but it is now officially for sale. The ad is live on kijiji and flyers are going up in the post office, feed mill, library and other local hot spots.

If you’re interested in a woodstove of your very own (and are in the Hamilton area), here are the details:

This large freestanding woodstove made in 2003 by top Canadian manufacturer Regency will heat your whole house, thanks to a built-in electric fan. Sale includes insulated stainless steel chimney, wall heat shields and everything else you need to set up your own private heat source.

This stove can be WETT certified.

  • 2003 Regency large freestanding wood burning stove with electric fan
    Model CSA B366.2, Width: 28” Height: 34” Depth: 28”
  • Stainless steel insulated chimney, 12” exterior diameter, 7” interior diameter
    Five 3’ long sections and one 16” section (16’ 4”: total lineal feet)
  • Cast iron chimney, 7” diameter
    One 2’ section, one 10” section, one 90º elbow
  • Two heat shields 22” x 52”
  • Plus all other chimney sections, connections and caps required for installation

Don’t sit around watching your heating bills soar this winter. Sit in your nice cozy living room (or basement, workshop or cottage) watching flickering flames through the glass door on your very own woodstove.

Winter is coming. Don’t delay!

We’re asking $2,500, although we are of course open to offers.

If you’re interested, contact me at homeon129acres@hotmail.com.

Staking our claim

When European explorers first landed in the new world (including Canada), it was customary for them to plant their flag as a symbol of ownership.

I think this latest development means the farm is officially ours.

Canadian flag on a flag pole

Please ignore the overgrown mess that is the turnaround. Past owners dumped heaps of dirt and rubble here that made mowing impossible. Landscaping is next year’s project.

This project also means that Matt and I have officially started in on the fall to-do list. Planting the flag pole was #11.

I had bought the pole second hand on kijiji back at the end of June with the idea that we might be able to install it for Canada Day (July 1). That didn’t happen.

We drilled a hole for the pole back in August when we had the auger, and I tried to convince Matt that installing the flag pole would be a good birthday present for me at the end of September. That didn’t happen.

Finally on Sunday morning, we dragged out the wheelbarrow and a bag of concrete and made it happen. It took all of a half hour to mix the concrete, place the pole in the hole and pack the cement around it.

The hardest part was making sure the pole was plumb and holding it in place with ropes and stakes.

Flagpole braced with ropes

Our mini-circus tent… or the bottom third of the flag pole braced in place while the concrete sets.

Our flag pole came in three pieces, so it was very easy to wrangle one 7 foot piece into place, rather than a long 20 foot pole.

By Monday (I love long weekends by the way–we get so much accomplished) the concrete was set.

Flag pole in concrete

Set, secure and straight!

While Matt and his dad were working in the back bush clearing the trails, I went to work wrangling the rest of the pole into place. If you’re ever looking for a laugh, watch a 5’4″ woman staggering around with a 12 foot flag pole–to which she has already attached the halyard (or rope)–trying to keep it perfectly vertical so she can set it in place on top of another pole that’s as tall as she is. It took two tries, and the cats were absolutely no help.

Once the pole was fully assembled, it was a simple matter of attaching the clips to my rope and hoisting the flag.

Matt’s comment when he returned from the bush and saw the flag was, “I think we just improved this property more than any other owners. Except for maybe the guy who built the barn.”

So yes, we are both ridiculously happy to be flying the flag at the farm. Sometimes it’s the simple things.

Easter time

No, renovation fatigue hasn’t turned my brain to mush and I’m not high on drywall dust and paint fumes. I do actually know what time of year it is. (Groundhog Day is just around the corner, right?)

The title of this post is in honour of our newest family member, Easter the kitten. Remember her?

Today is Easter’s five month birthday, and she’s starting to cross the boundary between kitten and cat.

Kitten

She hasn’t learned her lesson about curiosity yet and likes to investigate everything–including the camera.

She’s learning to hunt, although her prey predominantly has six legs. She eats grasshoppers, wings and all. We’re hoping she’ll move up the food chain soon.

Kitten and caterpillar

“Hello. Can I eat you?”

She has caught one mouse, although I think that was only because he was stunned and petrified after Wiley and I unearthed his home, and he made it very easy for her.

Kitten and a mouse

I’ll spare you the more graphic images of what happened next

She chased a vole this weekend, but, after running in circles around the driveway a few times, she was frightened into giving up the chase when the vole turned and squeaked at her.

It was a very embarrassing scene.

She’s very rambunctious and works hard to entice Ralph to play with her. Ralph’s been a very good Mom and often obliges, even though a wrestling match between a kitten and an experienced barn cat is really not a fair fight.

Kitten jumping over a cat

“Don’t you want to play with me, Mom?”

She’s even started to grow into her head, which as a kitten was her most defining characteristic. We only occasionally slip up and call her by her baby name.

Kitten

Easter’s not-so-big-anymore head

Being an only child, Easter is a wee bit spoiled. She’ll come when Matt whistles, but that’s because she knows he’s a soft touch who’s good for a cuddle, a scratch and even a treat. I’m still working on training her that she’s not allowed in the house (she made it as far as the kitchen one day) or on the patio table when we’re having lunch outside.

In the family roles, I’m the enforcer and Matt’s the enabler.

Ahhh, the challenges of parenthood.

Fall colours on the farm

I hope everyone had a great weekend. Matt and I took full advantage of all three days of the Thanksgiving holiday to catch up with family, food and, of course, work around the farm.

In between all of the visiting, eating and working, I went for a wander. The autumn leaves were at their peak everywhere I looked, so this means I have lots of pictures from all around the property.

Red maple tree behind the barn

The reds, golds, browns and greens of autumn foliage under a moody fall sky, with my favourite tree on the whole farm in the centre.

Red maple leaves

Looking up into the underside of my favourite tree

Forest of autumn leaves

Up in the canopy in the back forest

Fallen fall leaves

Fallen leaves down on the forest floor

Red maple tree

A bright orange maple on the shore of the pond

Autumn leaves

Coloured leaves on the border of the marshland at the back field

Hiking in the fall forest

Matt hikes along the trail on the east side of the back forest

Red fall maple tree

My favourite tree all dressed up for fall

What’s fall looking like where you are? Have you gone for a hike in a fall forest yet? How did you spend your long weekend?

Animal farm

I remember just a few months ago when I used to window shop for shoes. Apparently, moving to the country has changed my priorities slightly, because when we were at the fair I viewed it as an opportunity to window shop for animals to add to the farm.

How my life has changed.

It turns out, if you have feathers, you’re on my list.

  1. At the very top is geese, specifically Embdens.
Embden goose

Someday I will tell the story of a very special Embden gander.

  1. Sticking with the waterfowl theme, next on the list is ducks. The funnier looking the better, apparently.
Muscovy duck

This very friendly (or perhaps aggressive) Muscovy duck actually pecked the camera just before I snapped this shot.

Indian runner ducks

Indian Runner ducks look like bowling pins when they’re not being so shy. These two get bonus points for being spotted like cows.

  1. Chickens. I would like meat birds and egg layers, please. Oh and probably a brave handsome rooster to look out for everyone.
Prize-winning rooster

Isn’t he a pretty boy? No wonder he won first place!

  1. Turkeys. I think this guy would come in handy right about now.
Turkey

Happy Thanksgiving to all of my fellow Canadians! (This guy is probably not very thankful it’s Thanksgiving).

We’re still a little ways away from expanding our family to include these fine feathered fowl, so for now I truly am just window shopping. Hmmm… maybe in the meantime I can find a pair of feathered shoes, thereby satisfying my apparent affection for feathers along with my undernourished appetite for fabulous footwear. Two birds, one stone, y’know?

Fall fair fun

My family always attended fall fairs when I was growing up. This year, as new rural residents, it was a lot of fun to be part of this annual celebration of rural culture.

Farmers big and small exhibit their harvests, everything from fruits and vegetables to hay and grains. People show off their preserves and baking. There are crafts including knitting, sewing, quilting, painting, photography and wood carving. The school fair showcases special projects by local elementary students.

There are historical exhibits, such as this threshing demonstration we watched.

Antique threshing machine

I believe the machine is from the 1930s. With all of the belts and wheels and pipes, it looked like something out of a Tim Burton movie.

Modern equipment was there too, including ATVs, UTVs and tractors.

Case 350 tractor

My dad, Matt and I check out the massive Case 350, just in case we decide to upgrade (Love you, Wiley!)

The fair is also a time to celebrate and let loose after all of the hard work of the summer. Look beyond all of the equipment, and you’ll see the main attraction of the fair: the midway.

Zipper midway ride

The zipper was my Dad’s favourite ride growing up, and now it’s mine. This one was the best zipper I’ve ever been on. The centrifugal force was amazing–I felt like we were going to fly off the track.

An integral part of the midway is the concession stands. My favourite fair food is the fresh cut french fries.

Eating french fries at the fair

Piping hot, nice and crispy, doused with gallons of vinegar and buckets of salt

And then there are the animals.

Sheep

Obviously, dreadlock here was the camera-hog (or sheep), but take a look a ringlet’s lovely locks on the right

And there are the kids exhibiting their animals.

4H kids exhibiting holstein cows

Every single one of these cows had their own kid. Impressive.

And the birds.

Green Cayuga duck

This iridescent beauty is a (napping) Cayuga duck.

Including some I’ve never seen before.

Peacock

This was a type of peacock

In addition to being a lot of fun, the fair did help me to solidify the animals I’d like to add to the farm. Tune in Friday to see who made my list. Hint: one of the species, but not the exact breed, is above.

What animals do you think I chose? What animals would make your list? Any other fall fair fans out there? What’s your favourite ride? And most important: how do you like your fries?

Like a squirrel gathering nuts

With the specter of winter looming, my brain has kicked into high gear thinking about all of the things I need to do before freezing temperatures descend.

Here are some of the things scampering around in my head:

  1. Winterize exterior waterlines, including the old pump in the barn. While we don’t use the pump anymore thanks to our new water system, we never actually shut down the old system. Matt’s input on this project is, “How about we turn the light bulb back on?”
  2. Take off the window screens for cleaning and patching
Torn window screen

The hole, the insect carcasses and the cobwebs are great for Hallowe’en. Not so great for the rest of my life. And pretty much every single screen has at least one hole in it–although they aren’t all this dirty. (Please don’t judge).

  1. Fix up some winter beds for the cats. They’re pretty independent–remember Ralph made it through last winter all by herself when the farm was vacant–so this may consist of just ensuring they have access to lots of clean straw.
  2. Fix leak in basement foundation. Oh, I haven’t mentioned this lovely little development yet? It’s a real treat.
  3. Get rid of scrap metal.
Pile of scrap metal

The farm seems to be a breeding ground for scrap metal. This pile includes random pipes and posts, an umbrella clothesline, a tire rim, buckets of rusty screws and nails, and our chopped up TV antenna.

  1. Organize driveshed so that we can find the snow shovels and park at least one car inside (this task includes running a magnet over the whole floor of the shed to pick up the many screws and nails that have been dumped/fallen in the gravel).
  2. Get rid of the woodstove and old chimney, which are currently sitting in the middle of Matt’s future parking space in the driveshed. Hopefully we can sell this and make some money to help fix the fireplace in the living room.
Woodstove and stainless steel chimney

Soon to be for sale: One woodstove + everything you need to make your basement/living room/workshop/cottage nice and cozy this winter.

  1. Fit out the mudroom and front hall closet–you know, ’cause we just might be needing coats and boots at some point.
  2. Remove stakes from established trees and stake the new trees that we planted this spring.
Staked tree

Note how the poor tree has started to grow into the rope. I think it’s passed time someone started to pay attention to this property.

  1. Install the flag pole. This was my Canada Day (July 1) project. Obviously, this project is not as vital as, say, making sure the pipes don’t freeze, but if we don’t get the flag pole planted soon, the hole that we drilled when we had the auger may not be useable.
  2. Pull the fallen tree out of the pond. Hopefully our farmer and his powerful tractor can help us with this one. I have a feeling someone is going to end up in the water, and her name will likely be Julia.
Fallen tree in a pond

The trunk is at the edge of the far shore. In addition to the branches sticking out of the water, there are numerous other limbs under the surface. It’s probably a nice habitat for some fishes and wildlife, but could be a little hazardous for the skating parties I have planned for this winter.

  1. Buy snow tires for my car. My fingers are crossed that one of the many sets of rims we have found around the property will fit my car.
Old tires

This formation is Tire Towers. We also have Tire Mountain and Tire Pile.

  1. Put away the lawn furniture–this one should be a simple matter of dragging the chairs and tables up to the barn.

Hmmm… 14 tasks. I guess that means we should be done in two weeks, eh? Yeah right.

Just in case I find some spare time lying around, let me add a couple of “nice-to-dos” to my “need-to-dos:”

  1. Install a bird feeder on the driveway turnaround, so I can watch the birds while I have my breakfast. My parents have a feeder in their backyard, and, surprisingly, at our old house where we didn’t have one, I really missed watching the birds eat their breakfast while I ate mine.
  2. Trim up some trees around the property and maybe even take down a sickly blue spruce. Goodness knows we don’t need more firewood, but I’m sick of seeing broken branches on the trees lining the driveway and down at the pond.

Anyone else out there feeling the approaching onset of winter? For my rural readers, any tips on winter care for barn cats? What’s on your fall to-do list? And please, someone tell me that you too have dirty screens… anyone?