It only took us over a year, but we now have a sign for the ranch!
Awesome, right? Dad took the old sign, turned it over, and used a router to carve in our logo. I spent most of the day painting the letters (I was painting letters in my sleep Saturday night). Then we all took a field trip to the top of the driveway to hang our sign!
Fall is a particularly photogenic time to hang a sign, isn’t it? The scrub oak are turning, and it’s just lovely out there.
So now when we give people directions, we can tell them to look for our sign, not the sign put up by the last people to own the place. I’d say that’s an improvement. In fact, we all felt pretty elated.