You could kind of say it was an old fashioned barn raising.
We wanted a barn critters would be happy in. Drawn to, even. Of the earth, and of nature.
We figured the Amish would have a handle on that. Second generation. Tradition. Back to basics.
Though not completely old fashioned. That’s okay. Take what works and move forward. Those who live in the past stay in the past.
Everything came together, in the end.
Why do I think this is a good barn? Hours after the barn was finished, its first inhabitant had already moved in.