We’re almost done with construction, and are due to move in around Thanksgiving. You can see the yurt to the right, and the house is blocking the barn from this angle.
The barn is charming, and weathering well. But the site is still pretty raw.
All of the topsoil is in a pile that’s due to be spread in a week and a half, along with a gigantic pile of well-rotted sheep manure. Then Steve will lay out our paths and line them with crusher fines, and I’ll rake in native seeds for the spring.
The naked area in the foreground is the leech field for the septic system, waiting for three loads of earth; then I’ll seed it in native grasses and clover. I’m hoping to lure deer and rabbits away from our gardens by providing them with high quality food watered by the septic system. We’re scraping a pad for the greenhouse at the same time–it’ll be right in front of the leech field. The site’d look better with the greenhouse to the left of the house, but it has to be near the road.
The yurt has melded into the landscape–the vegetation is almost undisturbed–and in another year the house will be nestled in as well.
Bob can’t believe that this task is almost done. He had surgery on his spine on Monday, and is a little delicate four days later but is basically fine. And the timing was great–the floor was installed last week and has to rest for a week before it’s sanded, so there was a lull in construction.
This is the view from the dining room window–it’s breathtakingly wild here.
We need a big, capable dog, and I’m ready to start a puppy the minute it freezes. And not a second before–can you imagine the mud?