Just a Little Move

A little over a week ago, we had some neighbors here to help us move a garden shed. To us it seemed like such a monumental task, but to neighbors with the correct equipment, it was an easy hour's work.

Daniel and his son Harlan came to our rescue with an industrial-strength forklift. Our shed is close to 30 years old, so worn, but still functional. It was serving no real purpose in the location above - other than to house a lot of stuff, aka junk.

DH wanted it emptied and moved to the other side of the back yard so that it could be put to use for wood storage. We have had a wood-burning furnace for about five years, and have not had the best system for wood access. A different nearby shed, not nearly close enough, and a wood pile covered with a tarp - these worked, but it was definitely laborious.

So we emptied out the junk. Trashed some of it; sorted and repurposed some; gave some away. We still haven't dealt with it all.

 Then we scheduled with Daniel and Harlan to come over with the lift. It was quite a sight to see.

We leveled it as best we could, but some adjusting still needs to be done. We need to get a few more blocks to put under the corners, so that work awaits us. For now, we are thrilled to have a shed near the wood burner to make the job of heating our house this winter an easier task.

Our neighbors are just the greatest. I told you back in May about Daniel's wife making me that angel food cake, and I have shared quilts from two daughters Kathaleen and Betty. We couldn't ask for kinder folks.

Happy Quilting, Friends!