Five years ago I built a portable shade hut for the pigs when we had them in an open pasture. We stopped using that field for pigs, and the hut has been left sitting out in the field ever since. But after years of neglect, my plan for this Saturday afternoon was to strip off the metal roofing and reuse it for our chicken bulk feeders.
Rachel sent me this picture today. Thunderstorms lifted the hut clear from the mud, tossing and tumbling it three hundred feet.
So my project for this weekend looks like it will be different than I planned. It isn’t surprising that my plans didn’t work out, but I am always surprised by the multitude of ways my plans can unravel.