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| The Reeves' | |||||||||
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| Chesney, Katie, Logan, James | |||||||||
My name is Katie Reeves and I am a 30 year-old stay-at-home-mom. My log furniture
business all sort of came about by accident last winter. After my daughter, Chesney, started kindergarten we developed
a more routine morning schedule. Thus causing my two daughters to fight over who was going to sit at the bar on my one
and only generic bar stool. Knowing I needed to purchase more stools for the counter, I set out to find just that perfect
rustic stool to go along with the rustic decor of my kitchen. After looking locally and not finding what I wanted, and
looking globally through the Internet and realizing I could not afford what I was finding on the net, I decided to try a set
of my own. Fortunately for me my husband, James, works for a logging company in the winter and was able to bring me
home 4 cedar slabs for the seats of my stools. Little did he or I know, this would be just the beginning of 'Born
in the Barn Cedar Creations'. After successfully creating 4 stools for my kitchen, I received several oohs and aahs
from friends and family. I was encouraged to start selling my products and I have not looked back.
The name of my business says it all...yes, it is born in the barn. My workshop (the barn) is just a few yards from my house and I get the luxury of having the horses watch me as I work. To me there is nothing better than having that and having my girls, Chesney 7, and Logan 4, join me in the barn to watch the furniture be 'born'.
My dad and my husband help me gather the wood along the Platte River here in Central Nebraska. There is an abundance of it, and some consider these cedar trees a noxious plant as they can easily take over a pasture, stripping the ground of all nutrients, water and sunlight. Therefore removing the trees has become a necessity to restore the pasture ground. A lot of the wood I use is pulled off the burn pile before being burned.
I find that peeling the logs is like opening a present. You never can tell what kind of beauty you will find in the wood upon peeling the bark. Some logs are so beautiful they can take my breath away. Never underestimate the beauty of a dead cedar log laying on the ground. Sometimes I will say to dad, "Let's take that one." And he'll look at me and say "Really, are you sure?" Those a lot of times turn out to be the prettiest logs of all.
I really enjoy working with this wood and creating something out of nothing. I credit my love of woodwork to my Grandpa Hahn. I can remember spending hours with him in his woodshed watching and learning and I hope that I would have done him proud.
I hope that you have enjoyed what you have seen and please feel free to contact me with any questions you may have.
The name of my business says it all...yes, it is born in the barn. My workshop (the barn) is just a few yards from my house and I get the luxury of having the horses watch me as I work. To me there is nothing better than having that and having my girls, Chesney 7, and Logan 4, join me in the barn to watch the furniture be 'born'.
My dad and my husband help me gather the wood along the Platte River here in Central Nebraska. There is an abundance of it, and some consider these cedar trees a noxious plant as they can easily take over a pasture, stripping the ground of all nutrients, water and sunlight. Therefore removing the trees has become a necessity to restore the pasture ground. A lot of the wood I use is pulled off the burn pile before being burned.
I find that peeling the logs is like opening a present. You never can tell what kind of beauty you will find in the wood upon peeling the bark. Some logs are so beautiful they can take my breath away. Never underestimate the beauty of a dead cedar log laying on the ground. Sometimes I will say to dad, "Let's take that one." And he'll look at me and say "Really, are you sure?" Those a lot of times turn out to be the prettiest logs of all.
I really enjoy working with this wood and creating something out of nothing. I credit my love of woodwork to my Grandpa Hahn. I can remember spending hours with him in his woodshed watching and learning and I hope that I would have done him proud.
I hope that you have enjoyed what you have seen and please feel free to contact me with any questions you may have.
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