Details, Details


Most of the final details were finished on the horse shelter yesterday, and some other good stuff got done, too, like digging the trench for the spring development project (finally!) to prove the spring.
Here, Adam was moving hay from the loft to the shelter. I have enough hay at the shelter to last the horses for two weeks then Adam will be back–to move more hay and finish the last of the details, which is adding some barrier to keep the horses from reaching over the feeder to the stored hay. (Temporary barrier up for now.) That detail didn’t get completed yesterday due to the detail in which I forgot to pick up the plywood. I’ll try to remember that next time. And–we’re melting! Supposed to be up to 50 this weekend!

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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on February 6, 2013  

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  1. 2-7

    I’m so glad for you, getting all your shelters built and they’re so wonderful matching. Looks GREAT.

  2. 2-8

    Ah, those pesky details… because of course, you aren’t busy these days.

    Spring! It’s on the way! Congrats on finishing up those shelters.


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