These past four days have been a whirlwind. Gabe and I have decided to renovate the farmhouse and live in it for the next three years while saving up for our Forever Home. Our current residence is just over 2000 square feet and the farmhouse is just shy of 1000, so it will be an adjustment but one we are willing to accept if it means we can live on the farm that much sooner. We spent our evenings scouring builder’s websites and our days meeting with said builders. We finally chose one this morning and we’re excited to get the ball rolling so to speak. I wanted to make sure we have plenty of before and after photos so I spent my mornings photographing various structures that will either be renovated or torn down.

The back of the farmhouse (I don’t know why I didn’t take a photo of the front, I’ll have to include that next time) needs a lot of work. We plan on refinishing and adding to the deck, as well as enclosing the covered area over the backdoor and creating a mudroom. A mudroom is a necessity in the Pacific Northwest, especially on farms. Otherwise, you end up spreading grass, dirts, and Lord knows what else all over your house on a daily basis. And who has the time to clean that up?

The garage is a total loss (except for the doors, we plan on salvaging those) and will be knocked down. A new garage will be built in its place. We decided to keep the little garden shed as is for now. The structure that you can see just beyond the shed and the orchard fence will also be torn down. It looks like it was once a wood shed/slaughter house, but now it’s just a death trap waiting to happen. Oh, and it houses killer wasps. True story (at least, this is what I told Gabe after I entered the building and saw what appeared to be an ancient, abandoned wasp nest).

The tiny little house with the lattice siding is actually housing an old well. It’s charming but needs to be replaced. I love how it looks like something out of a fairy tale. I want to keep it, provided it doesn’t prove to be just another death trap (please refer to wood shed housing killer wasps).

In other news, my dad was picking up hay at the local farm store and they offered him two chicks for free. They were leftover from a previous order and they didn’t want to keep them. They are Naked Neck chickens and they lay brown eggs. The name is quite literal as you can see; they grow feathers everywhere except their necks. It makes them look like baby vultures.

I sort of love them.