My sisters and I inherited our paternal grandparents homestead, and it’s in a state of deterioration, to say the least. The house is starting to fall in on itself, the garages and barns are not much better. It’s hard to watch the progression of decay, but there is nothing that can be done to reverse it.
I have, however, begun to create stuff with what I find there. There’s quite an abundance of old weathered wood, and it seems that every time I go there, I find something new to take home. To some it might look like trash, but to me it’s more like treasure. [Read more…]