Shed Cover

From the beginning: The very first visit to this place, covered in 30 inches of snow, there were the 'bins.' Landscaping bins, three stalls, concrete walls to about my eye level and a base with apron. The few others that saw them were estimating how much it would cost to have them removed. We were thinking it was the best foundation for a shed, to park the tractor with all of the implements.

We are now in our third year and still no cover for the bins. We are undecided about the methodology for the construction. In this county we don't have to permit it, don't have to claim in on a tax form if we don't park a registered vehicle in it. We are also undecided about running electric to it.

And we are all over the page on this, from car port, metal, fabric, which way to run the roof, how high, how low, porch or not, doors or not.

On Sunday we went for a ride at the Agricultural Preserve. This is a nice park, with a 'historic' farm house, outbuildings and a museum. The weather report had said it was going to be a beautiful day, that deteriorated into rain any time after 1 p.m.

We used to board on this park, the boys know it backwards, front-ways and in the dark, too. The fields are planted in corn. We noticed a few improvements and some trails that have fallen into disuse. There was still a lot of storm damage from the June 29 derecho that hit the area.

We also noticed that one of the 'decorations' that he had installed on a tree was missing two pieces. At this time a doe is resting under the dogwood, beneath the tree where the art was installed. She eventually got up and followed her fawn down the hill. Upon further inspection is was discovered that the tree had grown and the screws were not long enough to support the 'art.' He searched for the missing parts, and pulled the last piece off of the trunk. We'll re-install it somewhere closer to home.

There were a few people out, some with dogs, but mostly very quiet. I like being alone in this park.

There was another re-route at Rock Creek, and we noticed a dog standing in the creek. Amazing that horses can become almost invisible in the woods. From our vantage we could see a man and another dog coming towards the creek. He finally noticed us.

He said that the one dog, in the creek, 'knew' horses. We said our horses 'knew' dogs. He said the other dog he didn't know about because he had recently gotten her. A white GSD. He got them both leashed and we picked our way along the new trail and crossed the creek into the meadow of corn.

We proceeded up the tractor path to the farm stead. Several outbuildings might be good examples of the kind of covering the bins need. We were not there but a couple minutes and heard what sounded like gravel hitting the metal roof. Uh oh! It's raining!

Neither one of us wants to get our saddles wet, so we got under the shed.

We need to find a telephone pole supplier!

After the brief rain we headed back to the trailer, stopping off to visit the goats, who live there as part of the museum display. Lucky goats!