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333 West 500 North
Shelbyville, IN, 46176
United States


America's heritage has stood in the fields and beside farm houses for over a century in the form of barns. Historic barns are becoming more difficult to find, and due to the increase in comercially zoned land are being destroyed. Reclaimed Barns & Beams reclaims the wood from these hand hewed, pinned barns that have stood the tests of time. It is our hope that we can transform this wood into vintage farm tables, chairs, ceiling beams, mantles and more. This will give us a chance to keep the history of these barns alive and with us for years to come.

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It can be a crowbar, a hammer, or a chainsaw in my hand. I love the work. There is something exciting to me about being in these old barns. You never know what you will find or what someone else will create from what I find. The work is hard, tiring, and so very dirty, but I just love doing it. 

Reclaimed Barns & Beams provides lumber to those who create using historic wood that has a story.

Is Knowledge Power

angela crouse

The entire time I was in my 20's and 30's all I heard was how much wiser I would be when I was older. This thought always made me wonder... would I suddenly find great wisdom? Would I make wiser choices... Surround myself with others that also had acquired such great knowledge and learn from them? How would this happen?

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A New Adventure

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Starting a New Adventure… Join me- Won’t You?

When you are planning an adventure what are some of the things you have to plan?

I think most of us start with the Where! ---Where will we go? When! --- When is the best time to set out? How--- how much can we afford to spend!!

This new adventure I am heading to iis not any different.

I have had so many people tell me they think I need a SHOWROOM. A place where the beautiful pieces of furniture that we create can be seen in all of their glory. And I could not agree more. It is hard to display the beautiful hand crafted mantles when they are covered in sawdust, and even harder to select one. Don’t get me wrong. The shop has a great atmosphere. And that will always be a space for customers to pick out their own mantle from a reclaimed beam, or for builders to select their own reclaimed lumber materials. But, for those of you that are not interested in walking around in a lumber yard or two inches of sawdust in our shop building, then this new space will be perfect for you.

Those of you that have gotten to know me know that adventure and risk are two things I embrace. So off I went searching. Searching for that perfect space. A space that were great answers to our three original questions: Where? When? How?

I am thrilled that after searching, and looking, and thinking, and driving, and driving, and looking… Every since I was a little girl, I dreamed of having a space where people gathered, shared, and dreamed. Yesterday, that dream began to reveal itself to me.I have found an amazing space for this new adventure to take place.

Maybe 1901....

Maybe 1901....


Now, I would love to have your help. This space is a building in Shelbyville, IN as one of my goals was to stay local- for now anyway! We never know what the future has in store! The space was built in 1901. It is on the corner of Harrison and Hendricks St. I have found a couple of older pics of the building, but would love to know its history. So those of you that have a love of history, what can you tell me about 19 N Harrison St, Shelbyville, IN?




For those of you that love to design and create, I need your vision and eye for restoring this amazing space to its original beauty. There are brick walls under plaster and drywall. There are hardwood floors, artistic tin on the ceiling, and an amazing showroom window in the front of the building. Do we uncover the brick? Do we dig down to the hardwoods? What should we do with this ceiling? Lighting- pictures please? What would be the best lighting for this space? And the walls- what about accent walls?

And, calling all customers!!! What pieces would you like to see in this new space? I would love to see inspirational pictures or hear your thoughts on how you would like these pieces displayed.


Strong men and women! Friends and neighbors! Anyone interested!  Help is needed. We are looking to do some major work to this space. Anyone interested in putting some muscles to work? We are going to plan a get to work weekend. Anyone wanting to jump in and rip up carpet or tear down some walls, let me know. Take some frustrations out, make some friends, and restore a 1901 space. Lunch provided!!!




I have loved meeting so many of you on Facebook and Instagram, on my website, at the shop, and at the shows we attend. I look forward to having coffee- and diet coke- in this new space as we design, plan and share something special for you. My hope is that as we go on this adventure together, you will feel a part of it. This space will be as much yours as it is mine and together we will Reclaim our Dreams.


Dream big, Angie


Reach for the Moon

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Two years ago I was driving around looking for some barn wood to build a couple of farm tables. I know, Who does this! Life sure is different today. It has taken courage, risk and determination to get through the past two years.  I’ve had to look past my roller coaster bank account balance to see the possibilities that lie ahead. Sometimes those possibilities seem like mirages that people find themselves moving toward in the desert after days with no water.  Mirages are everywhere. Equipment that needs to be purchased, employees that need to be hired, endless marketing options. All great ideas; but are they? Doubt is around every corner. Will the investment payoff? I have so many big ideas.



Courage runs strong some days and others not so much. I feel like that lion in the Wizard of Oz, scared of my own tail. It only takes one instance to drain all the courage from a person. Luckily it only takes an instant for a person’s courage to be regained. An angry customer versus a positive facebook post. A project that costs more than quoted verses an opportunity to help a husband create something special for his wife. The endless ups and downs can be exhausting. Quitting is an option. I know that no one says that out loud at commencement speeches, but it is. And every day I have to make a choice. Well let’s be honest, several times a day I have to make a choice. Fear and doubt are everywhere!  Do I have the courage to move forward? After all the lion had courage within himself the entire time. Do I?


Risk is scary. It is scary because it could lead to failure. But it could also lead to success. It is this belief that I will succeed that keeps me going. I have to be honest though: It is all my failures that make the risks less scary. I have failed in everything possible in the past. And yet here I am still taking risks. Maybe I have blinders that keep me from seeing the failure like the race horse that cannot see what surrounds him- only the finish line that lies ahead. Maybe it is the knowledge that you can get up, wipe yourself off and try again, that allows me to embrace risk. I know that no matter how often or big my failures there is always a new beginning. A Mulligan if you will. A fresh start. Because of my failures, I am smarter. I am stronger. And I know that there will be more failures in my future.


When this journey started, it took a great deal of determination to take down a barn. No equipment, no knowledge, no crew, and no idea what I would do next. So all things I have come to compare to this. When it came time to expand to the shop for example, I thought I can do that. I took down a fifty five foot tall gambrel barn. If I can do that, I can open a shop and fill it with the right equipment. It is my yardstick for most things that come up.  Is too much determination dangerous? After all Kennedy didn’t look at the moon and say- that is too far- that cannot be done.


I am excited that new things are taking place. New opportunities are presenting themselves. I have left my corporate life. A few people have been hired to take down barns. And Reclaimed Barns and Beams has made it to the two year mark. I hope that the courage I hold desperately to carries me through the risks that will come, because I know they will come. I hope that I am determined enough to grow and see all of the possibilities that lie ahead.  


I still have a lot of big ideas but I have removed the blinders and cannot wait to see what they grow into. Join me won’t you!  What are your ideas? Fight the lion that hides inside of you. Be courageous. Take the risks. And with all the determination you can muster up reach for the moon!





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 What if you do not know what that looks like?

What if you are one of those people that always carry around guilt? …One of those people that are always late and feel as if they never do enough. How do you even learn to do anything else if that is how you have always been? Some have tried to help me. Relax… they say.  Take a break… they add. Get up earlier some suggest as I go on ad nauseam about not having enough time in my day. Really helpful, I might add. A thought I have never come across on my own… you too, right! There is the super helpful advice, to just cut back. Remove some of the stress from your life. You have heard this. You have tried to do this too, I am assuming.  But then wait, maybe you are like me… which stress should I remove. I won’t feed my boys- well, nope not that one. I won’t check email after 7 pm… yeah, cannot do that either. Maybe I will accept less new business; ok well that makes no sense at all.  So, here I am never enough time… too much guilt and the feeling of never doing enough.


One should just start somewhere. I know I should leave earlier so that I am not perpetually late. It isn’t that I don’t know. I see it happening, but much like a train wreck; you see it coming, but you cannot stop it. It is the “One more thing” that gets me every time. You know how it works. You are all ready to leave. You know you should go, but you see that one more thing ...  if you do it, the world will be a better place. Or at least the laundry room will be. So you do it. And then low and behold …you are late. So you swear you won’t do that again. Next time you will get ready earlier, leave on time, and be one of the many that aren’t late. – The only thing that stops you, if you are like me … That “One more thing.” And how do I look past that?


The feeling of never being able to do enough is overwhelming. It stops you from being able to do those things that you see others doing. The things people keep telling you that you should be doing. That trip to just get- away, dinner out with friends, a movie, reading a book from cover to cover- just for fun. Those are the things that people like me only think about. Instead of doing them we are working, planning, running errands. We are doing all the things that we think will get us ahead, but never really do. So I ask where the grace is. Not the grace from those around me, but the grace from within myself to understand that it is ok to not slow down… to not feel guilty just because we find ourselves working endlessly.  The grace to not feel bad about who I am… Are there some people that just never know what that is? Am I one of them?

Should I just accept it?

Maybe that’s the grace. Maybe it is accepting who I am- that being a workaholic is just who I am.  Maybe…  

Why I do What I do...

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I had a couple, mid 60's travel from CA to IN. They were traveling for family reason's, but traveled 6 hours- a long way out of the way to pick out a beam that will be transformed into a fireplace mantle. They were wonderful people designing a summer home out west that they are building. This piece is the first piece they are purchasing for that home. I took the couple to a barn that we are reclaiming. Just watching them explore the barn was awesome as they took pictures and listened to the stories. It was touching to see this 6 1/2 ft lawyer from CA with tears streaming down his face as he found such compassion for the history of this old barn and its family that cherished it. They were so excited to pick out a beam to have shipped across the country to their new home. I was touched by their compassion. 

Later that day, I took a young couple, mid 20's that are flipping their home to that same barn. They wanted to find historic wood that would make amazing flooring.  I might add they have weren't sure about the whole process.  They were so excited to discover the oak wood flooring and talk about how we would recreate their kitchen while correcting doors that had been hung by someone and were not where they needed to be. We will be ripping out the current floor and replace it with a hayloft flooring from the 1880's. And on the wall in their home will be a photo of this old cherished barn. So many designer redoes and home flipping. The chaos, the decision making, the mistakes along the way are sad,  hilarious and touching.

I listen to the heartbreaking story of a woman that needs a barn deconstructed. Her mother raised her and her brother after their dad died when they were 6 and 8. Their mother still lives on the farm that she single- handedly kept running all of these years. Her mother is now 84 years old. This isn't just a building. This is a part of their family. It is a pre-civil war built building that has been part of their family all these years. It has memories and history that she shared with me through her tear filled voice. It touched my heart. These are the reasons I do what I do. 

A 70 year old couple that came to me to select a hand hewn beam to wrap their current mantle. They touched the wood. Smelled it. Shared their love of heritage, and we designed a new mantle for them. Their excitement for this remodel to their forever home while in their late 70 struck me as precious. I want to be that passionate about someone and have someone there to share that with me like this couple. 

During The Maker's Space- A space where people create their own DIY pieces with help from us- I watched people learn to do things they had never done before.  I will quote a recent attendee, "I have never held a tool in my hand in my life!"  She was able to create her own fireplace mantle that she sanded. Then she was almost in tears to find that the builder did not prepare the fireplace to hold that weight and so lots of adjustments will need to be made. Her husband later carved their initials in the end of the beam with a heart. It was touching.  Groups of like minded people of all ages and backgrounds coming to one space to create, laugh and learn together. 

I sold a piece of lumber from a barn where the story is heartbreaking. In this story the family farm wife that raised 4 children alone after her husband was strangled by a piece of farm equipment on their family farm broke my heart.  The jacket that his wife gave him as a pre- Christmas gift to keep him warm from the brutal cold was caught in the farm equipment later that same day... 2 days before Christmas. Their memories of their mother and her strength to keep their family farm from being lost to the state is touching and remarkable. I hear these stories daily but this one touched me deeply. The family was in tears as we started the deconstruction. 

I have designers that come with no measurements, no photos, and big needs. They pic out mantles, floors, accent walls and other crazy customer request, Their unprepared needs and their mistakes are comical just in themselves.  And I love helping them through their struggles as most of them are struggling small business owners that work around the clock to live out their dream.

Then there are the married couples. They are the best of all.  They come in vehicles that the materials won't load into. They argue over ideas for designs as if it is the first time to discuss the project with no clue at all what the other is thinking. I often wonder if they even live in the same house!  They make me realize that patience is a gift and compromise is a treasure. 

I am a single  woman with 7 children. Working in a man's world. I get criticized for every move I make. Wrong tools, tearing barns down incorrectly, missed deadlines. Not wearing a mask in a hayloft. I probably cry at least 3 times a day for the mistakes and frustrations that starting a business from scratch causes. -But I keep pushing forward into some unknown space I didn't even know I wanted to step into in the first place.

The entire concept of starting a small business and how incredibly hard it is well that I face every day-  that alone is huge. LLC? S-Corp? EIN numbers, FB, INS, Post what where ??#reallystressful Seriously, there is no course for the alphabet soup that one must decipher when doing business in this not so small business friendly world. Social media is a series of constant criticisms. and sets the expectation that business owners are awake 24/7 waiting to answer the middle of the night text or email. 

Failure is hard, and I fail a thousand times a day.

Today was no different. Quitting though is not an option. Why? Because of the people!

It is not why my story needs shared. It is not why people are constantly telling me you should get a show on HGTV.  It is the people- the barn families and the designers and the DIYer and the passionate customer... their stories, their tears, their mistakes, and  their dreams that are the real stories. the real reasons I do what I am doing. 

This world that I have accidentally created allows me to flip-houses, teach people about reclaimed lumber and how to make their world special by using it, and share the stories of generations of people that have bonded with a building that is now dying. It is my job to comfort them during this time of loss while passing on the history to so many others.  This is the story that needs to be shared. 

So thank you to those that have sent me encouragement,  If you are reclaiming a dream, I would love to hear your story. Your daily- what keeps you moving forward.

All my best, 

Is it going to be ok?

angela crouse

It is going to be ok…

I tell myself that at least a hundred times a day. Do you find yourself doing that? You take on something that becomes bigger than you are; Bigger than you ever expected it to become...  And then suddenly you find yourself responsible for things. Making decisions about things you really never intended to know anything about. And with each one you wonder, is it going to be ok?

Is this a good decision? Am I just convincing myself that it is the right thing to do, when in fact it could very well be a horrible decision in the long run? Is it going to be ok? That seems to be a question that haunts me these days.

As so many of you know that follow me, I got here quite by accident. This business, this day to day thing that I am doing, this work: it was not planned. So making gut decisions, not over thinking things and taking chances has worked out fairly well so far. Could that all change?

So what exactly is it that keeps me awake at night?

Do I expand? No, that would be too risky.

Do I buy new equipment? No way. What if business starts to fall away?

Do I hire more help? Never- Then I am responsible for other’s finances.

Do I just take the leap? Maybe, it has worked out this far.

Can I afford to keep moving forward?

Is all of this worth it?

Is this the right direction?

Is it going to be ok?

I spend hours agonizing over my decisions. I know, I am not alone in this. We all have our sleepless nights worrying if we are moving in the right direction.

So, here’s what I decided to do: I added help. I bought equipment. I wrote a check to rent machinery. And I am moving forward. Scared. Nervous.  Worried.

Every single day, I am scared, nervous, and worried that I’ll fail mostly due to the inexperience that so many want to remind me that I have in this line of work. I am often critiqued by those who feel I am WRONG and don’t know what I am doing in social media. It creates doubt. It causes me to think that It will not be ok. Is this TMI? Am I babbling from awkwardness?

Never mind, don’t answer that. I know the answer is unequivocally yes.


But I’m writing this letter as a way to bring you on this journey with me.


Sometimes social media has a way of making a situation appear one way, but the truth is always a little more complex. Aren’t all aspects of life like that?

The truth reveals fear, doubt, and insecurity in embarrassingly authentic ways, but I want to invite you in to share this moment with me as I take new chances, learn, and try to grow. Why? Because I can’t wait to share everything I learn along this journey and continue to move us closer to our wildest dreams and passions. I hope my journey inspires others to take risks and dream big.

 As friends, entrepreneurs, and like-minded people; Here’s to making big decisions...together and hoping It is all going to be ok.


When the Sun Comes Up Tomorrow

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The sun comes up and with it a fresh new day. Hope and excitement fill my thoughts. I create a list of things I want to accomplish. The list is long, but that is ok. I have the entire day ahead of me. I grab my diet coke and whatever is appealing on the McDonald’s menu… You relate. I know you do. I have never been a coffee drinker… diet coke is like oxygen to me. I cannot be without it.

I have already answered emails, sent text and chatted with those that left late voicemails. The kids have been scooted off to school. I will either go to a barn, the mill, another lumber yard, the shop or to my office. Invoices need sent and photographs need to be taken. I love the variety of what I do. I am not the kind of person that can do that same thing each day. So the fact that no two days are alike is perfect to me.

I never expected or dreamed that I would be doing this. I did expect to be doing something very different than most. I just always seemed to follow the path not taken. This path was so unexpected. I tell people that I accidentally started this business. That is as honest as I can be. I was searching. Searching for something I could feel passionate about.  Aren’t we all? A place where I could call my own shots. A place where I could follow my heart. A place where I could make a difference. I never dreamed it would be reclaiming barns. (So don’t limit where your search takes you)

So as I continue my day, there is no one to blame when things go wrong. And go wrong they do. Products take longer than expected to create. Shipping gets turned upside down. Quotes get rejected. The weather refuses to cooperate no matter what Weather Bug says each hour will bring... Everyone seems to need things yesterday…. But that isn’t just small business owners that feel these issues- is it? Don’t we all feel them?

If we were perfect people in a perfect world, wouldn’t it all be easier. The feeling of being invincible that we wake up with would still be there come night time. But we are not. We are imperfect. These imperfections seem to eat at us as the day drags on into night. By the time the sun has set and the kids are in bed, I have no excitement left in me. I have very little hope left. Instead I am full of doubt… often left asking myself… what was I thinking?

But failure isn’t an option. So, I look forward to tomorrow… when the sun comes up again, when the wave of new hope and excitement set in again, because failure just isn’t an option. The path not taken is such because this is hard work. Going where others have not gone is hard work. If you are on this path, you are not alone. I am excited for you. And I am here if you need someone to cheer you on!!!


Moisture Content and Wood Movement When Building Furniture with Live Edge Lumber

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Moisture Content and Wood Movement When Building Furniture with Live Edge Lumber
Wood shrinks and warps as it continues to dry. Ever build a table and look at the top… there are gaps in places there weren’t? Cracks that are new? A slight warp that grew more and more over time?  In fact, boards that are freshly cut from a log (green lumber) will shrink and warp considerably as they dry. Keep this in mind as you consider live edge lumber. Woodworkers, for practical purposes it’s better to think in terms of using lumber that has been pre-shrunk and pre-warped. In other words, I want the wood to shrink and warp before I build a piece of furniture with it, not after. 

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A Valentine message from 1912

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While cleaning out the barn, we found a cigar box full of love letters from 1912 and an autograph book with writings from 1886. Frank worked in Little Rock, Arkansas. Cuba lived here at our house. I enjoyed reading their love letters back and forth and learning about their lives. Frank came back to Eaton for Cuba, and they married. I have the letter Frank wrote to Cuba talking about marriage and how he couldn’t wait for spring to come so she could be his wife. I also found a Valentine postcard dated February 13, 1912, from Frank. It’s so neat to have and hold something that was written over 100 years ago. Happy Valentine’s Day to all. I’ll leave you with a quote Frank had written to Cuba. He wrote, “Each day of my life is yours dear and all of my thoughts are to, so if giving were all there was dear I really belong to you”.

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“This isn’t just business: it is personal.”

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I love old hard wood floors and the sound of my children running through the kitchen and hearing their bare feet smacking against it.  I treasure the feeling of my handmade table top. It reminds me of my grandma’s house when I was ten. Knowing those things about me doesn’t tell you how long I’ve been in business or how skilled I am at woodworking, but it will help you understand how passionate I am about what matters most... How you feel about your home! It tells me what you want that space to reflect about you.  Maybe you grew up in the country, but live in a busy town now, and you want a piece of country to share with others when they visit and to remind you of where you came from…. Or you are like my customer last week. You purchased a new apartment in the city and it is filled with iron, brick and beams. He wanted his décor to match that. He wanted those that entered that space to feel that industrial look that he loves so much.

I love to search through the piles of lumber to find something you will fall in love with. That wood  for your dream table that will find its way into your forever home. A space in which you will share memories, laughter and tears with your friends, children, and loved ones.  It isn’t about just purchasing a new mantel to replace the old one. It is so much bigger than that. It is about finding just the right piece that reflects who you are. That special memory that has stuck with you since childhood. That design you saw in a magazine that grabbed your attention and stayed with you. A feeling you get when you see something you know is all you.

Knowing you as my customers helps me do more than create a special design or look for your home, and your families. Taking the time to sit and talk allows us to get to know one another. Sharing with me how your home feels and looks creates a connection. What colors you enjoy and what you just cannot stand gives me insight…. Where you drink your coffee, your favorite T.V. shows, your children’s lives... I find out where my customers work or about their pets. Taking the time to get to know each other allows me to learn about what matters to you; your home, your style, and that special environment that you want to design.

The idea that I will create a piece of furniture or an accent wall that will express who you are is almost overwhelming. It is absolutely humbling to think that so many will trust me to be part of their personal space. Because isn’t that what our homes are; our most personal space. Where are able to let our guard down, surround ourselves with things we treasure, and entertain those that mean the most to us. It is an honor to be part of that space.

That is why it is so important that we get to know one another. “This isn’t just business: it is personal.”



That is who we are: moms… entrepreneurs.

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The house is so quiet now: they are asleep.  I open my computer to check Facebook, answer emails, and blog. The day will go so fast. I will barely get done what I have planned. Does anyone ever get done what they have planned? They will be awake soon…

I have been up for hours. So much to do! Where to start… I walk through the living room gathering dirty clothes and empty glasses thinking about blog topics that I need to get started. Soon, four of my children will run out the back door in hopes of not being late for school. Only four because the other three got out of Dodge and went off to college or work; truthfully, they found peace and quiet and never looked back. Big families are rarer than they used to be. They are exciting, and tiring; rewarding and challenging, and I love it.

Maybe this is what prepared me best to be an entrepreneur. Juggling a career and a large family gave me the skill set better than anything else to start my own business. I mean you work and you work for your children all for questions and criticism. And like our children as much as we love the businesses that we start, they exhausts us.

As mothers and as entrepreneurs we constantly question ourselves. Are we making the right decisions? Should we spend this money or save it for the rainy day. How hands on should we be? Whose advise do we accept and whose do we ignore?

Like our children our businesses will always be our babies. And when they succeed or fail, we take it to heart. We don’t give up on them; we just love them and work harder for them. That is who we are: moms… entrepreneurs. 


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One of my great loves, horseback riding

One of my great loves, horseback riding

I am beyond familiar with failure.

My failures have been public and private.

I do not believe one is worse than the other.  

I have failed my friends, family, and myself.

Not just once or twice, but over and over again.

I have failed more than I have succeeded.

My career, my businesses, and crazy hobbies I’ve started along the way.

 Through a lifetime of failure, I have learned that the fastest way to recover is to start again. I am an entrepreneur at heart.  I don’t quit or believe in giving up. I have this need to keep moving forward. I have lost friends, family, and self along the way, but I have gained courage, strength and optimism.  I don’t fail, I grow.


I am flawed and damaged... much like this old work bench.

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I am flawed and damaged... much like the pieces I collect.

Reclaiming pieces from auctions and barns allows me to surround myself with the past. I love taking something flawed and damaged and reclaiming it. Making into something I love. Just like I do with these pieces, I have spent a lifetime reclaiming my own dreams. Repairing myself. We start out all fresh and new, and then life happens, and we become less fresh and new.  I believe that we could become ruined and flawed and simply settle for that in our lives.

Don't you love going to auctions? I just cannot get enough of them. I find treasures like this old work bench. A $10.00 bid made it mine. And after unbolting it from the wall and loading it into the truck, I began to imagine what I could turn this into. 

 I love taking something flawed and damaged and reclaiming it.

 I love taking something flawed and damaged and reclaiming it.

At fist, I was just going to replace the bottom shelf with reclaimed lumber and call it a day. But I could not stop there! I had to get rid of that rust on the steel. I love the look of steel and wood on the same piece. 

Getting rid of the damage on the bottom lumber with reclaimed lumber.

Getting rid of the damage on the bottom lumber with reclaimed lumber.

Look no rust! How nice that cleaned up. 

Look no rust! How nice that cleaned up. 

I stained the boards with Minwax stain. I use a surgical glove (bought at a different auction) with an old sock to apply the stain. Keeps my hands clean and is cheap. 

Reclaim a new future for this piece.

Reclaim a new future for this piece.

The top had an extension chord and a rubber mat for working after all it was a work bench. It took some doing but I finally got all of that off of there. I later attached the electric strip to the underneath side of the table. Cannot have a table without electricity. 

Top needs some work. Some flaws must go and some are too deep so they will have to stay

Top needs some work. Some flaws must go and some are too deep so they will have to stay

Look at that shine. The angle grinder removed all of the flaws. I will use Flood Penetrol to keep that new shine from rusting. 

Reclaiming pieces from auctions and barns allows me to surround myself with the past.

Reclaiming pieces from auctions and barns allows me to surround myself with the past.

The 22 inch barn beam stools make a great seat for the high top 6 ft patio table. I love the look. It is perfect for an outside piece. 

You vision can create a new look. 

You vision can create a new look. 

I used Varathane brand Floor Finish in “satin” because I didn’t want super shinny floors, just a nice sheen. I also used water based because the smell of of the oil based Varathane was out of control — and it took way longer to dry between coats. 

I am flawed and damaged... much like the pieces I collect.

Reclaiming pieces from auctions and barns allows me to surround myself with the past. I love taking something flawed and damaged and reclaiming it. Making into something I love. Just like I do with these pieces, I have spent a lifetime reclaiming my own dreams. Repairing myself. We start out all fresh and new, and then life happens, and we become less fresh and new.  I believe that we could become ruined and flawed and simply settle for that in our lives.

Or we could create a new vision, a new belief, a new look with our job, relationship, opportunity, thoughts... Get rid of the things we see that we don't like and keep the things that we do.

It is not simple. Removing flaws.  It is not easy. Ignoring the damage.  Flaws and damage take great effort to remove and some we will just have to keep.  But we must keep trying. Leave the past behind and Reclaim a new future.  

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Just who am I?

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Just who am I? I wanted to take a moment to share some answers to some of the questions I get.

What is it like having seven children is the one I am asked the most? I know it really is unusual, right? What was I thinking? I always wanted a Walton like family. For me being an only child at home growing up, I craved the busy sounds that a house full of children brought with it. Boy did I get that. There is always someone looking for something that only I can find. Many of you relate I am sure. Someone always has a story to tell or a problem to solve. I often feel like a detective, nurse, chef, and counselor. One of the boys’ friends asked me if I felt like an Uber driver. He nailed it.

I love to plant things. Gardens, flowers, trees… Anything outside. Nothing inside. The tendency here is for me to exhibit my overachiever abilities. I could plant a few tomato plants, but no. Instead I put out 25 tomato plants. Overachiever abilities are hard to suppress.  So, I make salsa, chili sauce, spaghetti sauce. Canning is something a dear woman taught me when I was in my late teens. I have loved it ever since. It goes along with my Walton like lifestyle.

Do you travel: Too much. I used to love to travel. Too much of a good thing though is bad. With my corporate work, I had to be on the road extensively. Planes, trains, and automobiles often all in the same day were my norm. Give me my porch swing and a fire in the fire pit, and that is as far as I want to go.

Some of my loves are Chicago- {I’ll always travel there!} Sunrise only to compete with sunset. Veggie pizza, and the smell of rain in the spring.

I am somewhat of a tom girl. Explains the barn deconstruction a bit, doesn’t it. Football, cannot get enough of it. Roll Tide- another love of mine. And horseback riding,  I am ready anytime.

Bossy and loud… I am very loud. I just like to talk and laugh. We only get so many trips around the sun. I want to enjoy them all. It seems there are enough sad and negative people in the world. Why be another one.

Why start a business with everything else you have going?… why not!

Reclaiming Barn Siding

Posted by Reclaimed Barns & Beams on Wednesday, November 2, 2016



Ideas Welcome

angela crouse

Looking for a little help here!

We have clients that want large live-edge tabletops joined.  We don't have a large jointer, and it's not in the immediate budget.

Has anyone had success with using a hand-held router to join large slabs? 

What was your setup?

We have clients that want large live-edge tabletops joined. We don't have a large jointer, and it's not in the...

Posted by Reclaimed Barns & Beams on Tuesday, October 25, 2016


angela crouse

Sometimes when I walk into these old barns, it’s hard not to be overwhelmed.  The expansive height and the weighty beams are really beyond imagination in those first few steps through the barn doors.

Despite the urge to jump right in with assessing and measuring, I take the time to just stand or sit in the loft and absorb it all.  I take a moment to imagine the amount of work that went into raising that barn.  I can feel countless hours of the crew of workers calculating, moving, sawing, and working together in rhythm to stand these enormous beams upright.  The hum of hammers and saws in unison putting the siding on and sealing it tight enough to weather decades of storms, rain, wind and snow.

I take the time to imagine the conversations that occurred here, over coffee or a milk pail, maybe a single lantern or light bulb breaking the darkness before dawn or helping a farm hand during a long night caring for a newborn.

Within minutes, the overwhelmed feeling is gone and I realize that this barn is begging to be used again.  Its stories told again in your space.  We are working as fast as we can to save these stories before they are gone.

Up comes the loft flooring!

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Amazing wide boards were used as the loft flooring in this barn. It has been kept in terrific condition. The saw marks are beautiful. I cannot wait to see what this turns into.Contact me to order. 

Marietta Barn

Day 3 of deconstruction- Progress being made, one board at a time.

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The stall walls are coming down. The interior of the barn is being taken down one board at a time. We leave the beams and then move to the loft area. Taking up a lot of the flooring and any walls in that area. Next we will move to the siding.  Hot day for hard work. 

Reclaimed Barn: What it is like in the beginning

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Follow us as we share the why, the how, and the what that we do.

I will walk you through the barn on our first day visiting it. This is what this barn looks like before we start deconstruction. This particular barn has a lot of damage to the roof. It would be extremely expensive to repair or replace it. The homeowners have decided to have it taken down while the lumber is still good and before it becomes too dangerous. 

Join me on a walk through, won't you!