In 2005 my wife and I moved into an old farmhouse. A far cry from our previous home in the suburbs of Atlanta, it’s located in a tiny, rural community about 45 minutes west of Knoxville, Tennessee. There were many features that drew us city folks, looking for a change of pace, to this particular home. It was a foreclosure, so it had a very attractive price tag. It needed quite a bit of work, but most of it was cosmetic (We were looking for a fixer upper.). It had a good bit of acreage with it, and it had a metal roof. The roof was certainly nothing to be proud of as far as appearance, but it was sturdy and full of character. More character than we’d ever imagined, and a feature we’d grow to appreciate.

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