Laundry day

The “Going Geothermal” series will continue later this week, but first I have to share an exciting update from this weekend, which involved installation of the latest in modern conveniences, a washing machine!

Laundry drying on a clothesline

The first laundry day at the farm

As I mentioned before, we’ve had some issues with our water, one of which is high iron content (remember Psycho Shower?). We didn’t want to hook up our new washing machine only to have it turn orange, so it’s been sitting in the basement for the past month.

As of Friday, our new treatment and filter systems are in place, so first thing Saturday morning we connected the washer and started laundry.

Our new Maytag 2000 Series washer and dryer

Sheets and towels, socks and underwear, pyjamas and work clothes, reno clothes and rags. Everything went through. By Sunday night, I’d done six loads in all.

We have a new dryer too, but I decided to take advantage of a nice day and hung the wet clothes on the line outside. Plus, I think a clothesline is just more farm-y. Don’t you?

Snapshot

Old stump

Mossy stump on a damp morning

The idea and the title for the snapshot post comes from Joan at For the Love of a House, a beautiful blog that chronicles an inspirational and exceptionally thoughtful renovation of an antique farmhouse in New Hampshire.

Joan also has an affection for tree fungi, or, as she calls them, “conks.”

This

Sunday morning, this arrived at the farm.

Woodsplitter

And with it came these.

Chainsaws

Soon, there was lots of this.

Matt and his dad cutting wood

And a whole bunch of this.

Me splitting wood

By Monday evening (yes, that means this exercise in lumberjacking went on for a full two days), we had this.

Our new wood pile

Hello, crackling fires on cold winter nights

A huge thanks to Matt’s Dad for all of his work, time, equipment and expertise. He took down the tree on our first weekend and then came back to help us finish the job–and do battle with two huge stumps. End result is three rows of wood, each about 16 feet long, 5 feet high, and all of it cut, split and stacked.

I love my father-in-law’s wood splitter. You might say we cheated and didn’t do it the way a real farmer would. I say it’s magic. The best invention ever.

Misty morning

Morning mist across the fields

Morning mist across the back fields

I love the look of misty mornings in the country, and this past weekend we had a great one.

Misty field

And across the front field

So nice to see a misty morning across my own fields.

We’ll see what this weekend brings. Wishing everyone a great one.

Farm attire

I went to the feed mill after work today.

I was wearing my red dress, gold flats, dangly pearl earrings, navy trench complete with colourful silk scarf and carrying my sequined Coach purse. There may have even been panty hose involved.

Not traditional farmer attire

Yes, that is Ralph one of our barn cats eyeing my Coach purse.

I don’t think I have this farmer thing down yet.

Oh well, at least I wasn’t wearing the leopard print wedges I usually pair with this dress.