Our tiny town is surrounded by a landscape typical of Indiana in the beautiful Midwest. You know what I mean if you’ve ever driven through Indiana… you can see for miles in any direction and the only obstructions are grain bins, silos, old barns, new barns, and the like. I’m not much of a farm girl – in fact detassling corn in the summer during my teenage years was the closest I’ve come to the farm world and will always remain as one of the worst jobs in memory. No, I mean it. Worst. Job. Ever.
This table was created for me using very old and aged barn wood. Learn more about it in this post.