March-The Clock Ticking

The season has turned out to be a very eventful one. First the unusual winter snowfalls that lasted for several weeks followed by a two week stretch of unusually warm weather that ended up yesterday being fraught with extremely high winds and nearby tornadoes. Yesterday the sky turned an unusual hue and though you could hear the rain, there was an odd silence. I looked out my upstairs window to see the rain being blown completely horizontal from west to east followed within minutes to being blown horizontal from east to west. Once the hail began to hit the roof, all signs were to find shelter. Luckily, the hail lasted only a few seconds and the rain almost instantly stopped. Places in Chattanooga were not so lucky with several verified tornadoes being declared. The day today was sunny and mostly warm with a bit more nip in the air. One has to wonder what next week will bring.
Even with the odd weather, spring is still in the air. My vintage and very early daffodils finally popped their heads out of the ground. My pear trees are busting at the seams and will put on their annual display of blooms galore any day now. Even the sight of early perennials have prompted me to grab my garden knife and transplant a few newbies into my new flower beds. 
These last two weeks have been fruitful in regards to our Venue projects. Each new task completed brings a significant change to the look of things. We tore out the last few slats leftover from a cattle trough that was in the barn way back in ’76 when my parents purchased the farm from the Buckner family. They had used the barn for cows and the slats allowed just enough room for the cows to stick their heads through to eat the hay without letting the cows shift around between each other.  We had left only a few of these since we were more into horses. Removing the slats definitely opened up the inside area of the barn which will please the new customers – but there was this twinge of sadness to see this last remnant of the past leave. But, we look ahead and forward.
Jill and I had fun on Saturday stopping by the Estate of Confusion – a local salvage junk store that forces one to use their imagination. This place looks like an offshoot of the old TV series “Sanford and Sons” for it  has an array of miscellaneous who-knows-what. They had some interesting lights which we are pondering. It has old doors – though we passed this time. We did purchase a very old driveway gate that despite our husbands concern – will be revamped and add some cute garden appeal to one of our enclosed areas. We found some white fabric on sale in order to make our barn curtains and found a cute consignment shop on Main Street that had a vintage chalkboard sign that we just had to have. Those are the fun parts of creating this business. Our budget doesn’t allow too much of this until we complete those other “necessity” chores – but it was therapy for the soul.
I will attach a few pictures showing a beautiful rainbow, the warm but colorless days of winter, and the joy of children on the farm.  Next blog will surely show signs of color!
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