Yesterday we weeded the garden, made relish, washed the dogs, washed the dog's kennels, and "spring cleaned" our tack room. The last one was Anna's idea. We've had our barn for 10 years and had never cleaned it, so it was pretty gross. Armed with cleanly thoughts and a broom, we went on the attack.
This is before the invasion:

You literally could not see the floor, there was an amazingly thick layer of dust over the whole thing. We hauled everything out, sorted it, threw stuff away, cleaned the rest, swept out the cobwebs and dust in the tack room, and then put everything back.
This was the result:


Ah...the organization.


It took some muscle.

And then we had a party.