"Mighty Joe Banks"
|Pappa and Joe moving the super heavy threshing machine.|
The original threshing barn (shown above) on the farm was filled with machines, odd equipment, pieces of wood, old furniture the onion racks and the remnants of a skateboarding ramp that the boys had built years ago.
We knew that we had to get it cleaned out and organized so that it could hold the amount of straw we would need for the animals when the cold weather hit.
The straw chopper is housed in one corner of that threshing barn and works with an ingenious vacuum system that blows the chopped straw through pipes and into the straw room in the small animal barn.
From there we can basket it up and spread it in the stalls in both barns to keep the animals warm and clean.
|The road to Ericsson's.|
|Loading the bales on the trailer.|
And with the threshing barn cleared it would mean fewer trips to Arne Ericsson's farm on the other side of Junsele where we get our straw.
Fewer trips = less gas = less expense.
|Heading home with the load.|
Joe was a whirlwind and between he and Pappa they cleaned the entire thing out.
The newly emptied threshing barn meant room for a winter's supply of straw.
A winter's supply of straw meant the chopping could begin.
Months later when it was time for the calfing to begin we still had plenty of clean fresh straw to get all the pens ready for the new babies.
Spurred on by their success in bringing the original threshing barn up to snuff,
Pappa, Gustav and Joe decided to tackle the building of the new/old threshing barn that we had moved onto our farm the year before
( You can read about it in a former post called "Lincoln Logs").
This is the barn that was taken down log by marked log from another village and was to be used as a storage facility and parking garage for our cars.
The previous winter we had covered the logs to protect them out in the field.
Here Gustav and one of our dear missionaries who had come with his companion offering a "service day" on the farm, laid the large metal sheets on the piles so the logs wouldn't rot.
I had seen the big pile of rocks out behind the hay barn for years, but until the boys started erecting the new threshing barn I had no idea what the purpose was for all those boulders.
These were large rocks that had once been foundation stones for other buildings on the farm and when the buildings were moved or the lumber used for other things the rocks were put in one place for future use.
Hans and Gustav took the tractor out and the loading began.
Earlier they had measured and marked and staked out the perimeter with Joe.
|Positioning the next stone.|
|The corners were laid and leveled.|
The assembly began in earnest.
With the tractor and forklift they hoisted each log and swung it over into place.
Again, two of our missionaries volunteered for a day on the farm and moved more and more of the seemingly endless pile,
and on this beautiful Autumn day, Pappa checked the joints at every corner, and we called it done for that season.
We felt so good about what we had been able to complete on such a big project.
We were moving along.
Second, let's talk about the upper floor of the källarboden
(root cellar building):
|1. The chaos on the upper floor of the källarboden with household articles piled everywhere.|
|2. The cinder blocks and boards Joe and Gustav brought over and put up for me.|
|3. Everything organized on the shelves according to composition:|
wood, iron, copper, etc.
|4. The floor swept and the only things left over in one corner - |
the canning supplies to be used the next Autumn.
They are invaluable come late winter/early spring when all the babies start to be born. Each week-old baby is put into a box to learn to drink from a bottle when he/she is separated from the mother.
who found the solution,