Wet Weekend In The Prefab Modern House! Zero Energy Still With No Systems Didn't Stop Us From A Party!
spend a nice afternoon canoeing and panning for gold at Holliday State Park!
Before the rain arrived, I spent some time walking the field, broadcasting clover seed.
Slowly, through consistent mowing, grasses begin to emerge from the briers. The clover will improve the soil, further overshadow the weeds, and create a beneficial cover crop for wildlife. We intend to be no till, but at some point in the next few years we *will* need to disc - honeychile the previous farmers left the field riddled in furrows, which means traversing the road makes for a bucking-bronco experience. (Which the children love, but the dogs definitely do not- you should see them all seasick by the time we throw open the car and they tumble out!)
The net zero energy prefab house is still with no systems installed, but that didn't stop us.
It was the last weekend before the farmers markets open for the season, so we used that as an excuse to see our farming friends before they disappear on Saturdays for market. It was a *lovely* evening with old friends bringing new, gathering together to do my favorite activity: Makin' Something Outta Nuthin'!
Everyone brought a treat.
So a lone dish of pasta suddenly was surrounded with delicious homemade, homegrown food: freshly picked asparagus with homemade cheese, potato salad, dark bread with dill sauce as an appetizer, lemon squares, a gorgeous baked apple cake was topped with Lisa's ice cream... and on, and on... A FEAST!
I assure you that although this prefab is a small footprint home... a big crowd can be crammed in on a rainy evening HAPPILY, and comfortably!
At the end of a raucous, fantastic evening, with good wine, great food, and lots of laughter, I climbed atop the gravel pile and held the lantern high as our guests carried sleepy children through the dark to their cars and trundled down the drive to home.
As the last car turned, disappearing from the field, I looked back at our prefab modern home.
Inside, the light glowed softly... it just looked so happy, secure, safe, friendly...
Afterwards, I washed dishes on a picnic table dragged underneath the prefab's overhang, halfway in the gentle rain, not minding it a bit. It was relaxing to busy myself, getting things done, while recalling every nice moment of the evening.
I thought back to the years when we camped in the teardrop camper with children in diapers - a wet weekend like this we would avoid, not run to. The driving rain would have us packing up the children in the middle of the night, sloshing mud and misery to drive a long dark drive to safety.
Instead, here I was warm, happy, enjoying an architecture magazine while listening to the tap tap tap of lovely, soothing rain.