This olde 1800's house had two wood cookstoves sitting out in the yard.
Pulling in the driveway; no one seemed to be home.
So our scribbled phone number was left under a windshield wiper of one of the vehicles parked there.
The next day the phone rang...
and "Donna" said yes to selling one.
So just before dark last night; Myguy and I heaved and hauled-
"The Zephyr thing" home.
Trying to figure out where I wanted to "plant" it was the hardest part.
Because eventually where I really want this stove to go is inside a greenhouse we hope to build come Spring. God willing and the creek don't rise; Myguy has agreed to attempt to build one using all the vintage wooden windows given to us over the summer from a neighbor who remodeled. Until then... this stove still needed a place to "be." A place to settle in and grow. (grin)
Out beyond the shabby olde potting shed I found just the spot.
Up against the fence that separates one of the corn patches and back pasture.
Thankfully I've collected a few bricks besides rusty junk. Never dreamed I'd be using them for anything like this but they worked great under the base.
After that; I just had to wait until noon when Myguy and the Strongheart could bring their big muscles!
So here she is.
The Zephyr thing.
I tried to do a little research but haven't learned much.
I think this particular wood cookstove is from the 30's or so. I haven't looked her over real well because it started
pouring when I took this last photo. Maybe I can find a plate on it somewhere with more info.
But I like it. A wholebigbunch!
Who cares that the door is wired on, and another has fallen plumb off.
Maybe the Musicman can build a new bracket for the door and weld it on somehow?
Maybe haystrings and angels will hold it together awhile longer like many of the
gates on our olde farm. But I hope to share more of her with yall in the future.
My hope is the Zephyr will be future scripture pictures and blog banners,
and maybe ... just maybe she'll bring a smile to your heart like she does mine?
If it wouldn't have started raining I wanted to dig a couple new post holes to the sides behind her
and nail up some old boards to the post to barricade the horses n donks. Kinda like building a primitive privacy fence behind it. Gotta do something like that or the donks are sure to mess with the potted mums and pansies I intend to set on it.
She just needs a little TLC;
like all of us.
Have a great day everyone!
with all my shabby heart.