DIY Weekend Project: Vertical Garden Beds
I live in a half-torn apart house on six acres of land that are under a constant threat of being reclaimed by the wilderness, so
I live in a half-torn apart house on six acres of land that are under a constant threat of being reclaimed by the wilderness, so
Hey, look, I took a break from shoveling dirt and whining about the weather to actually build something… This thing is not actually supporting my
I make no secret of the fact that most days I’d rather be standing on a 2×10 plank over twenty feet of open stairwell, sanding
Well, well, look what magically appeared in my yard this weekend… By “magically appeared” I mean “were brought into existence by the blood, sweat, and
For the last year I’ve been responsible for exactly two lives on this planet: me and the cat. In the last month I thought it
This one tiny little hallway– literally the smallest space in my house– has officially become the mecca of insomnia fueled awesomeness in my life. It
Here’s the litmus test for whether or not you’ve completed a successful “old barn wood” project: Are you still picking splinters out of your hands
One of the many things I didn’t anticipate about buying a huge old farmhouse was how many outdoor spaces I would feel compelled to fill
Since it was ninety-seven degrees in my house last weekend, it seemed like building a clothesline so that I wouldn’t have to run the dryer
Hey, what’s it called again when you buy a bigass house with three full bathrooms and none of them contain a working shower? Oh, right.
Here’s an interesting look into my psyche: While I’ve made it very clear on this website that I’d rather have a two foot long chunk
This post is a long time coming. Almost two years, in fact, since I was invited to visit the Delta Faucet Headquarters with a bunch
When I decided to rent an old farm house with a bunch of falling down buildings on the property there was a general debate going
I’m going to start this post out with a disclaimer: If you’ve eaten recently, or are thinking about eating in the next, oh, eternity, you
First of all, I am admittedly not a chicken expert (yet) but I’m pretty sure this isn’t actually a “coop”. It’s probably more of a
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