Dare I Say "It's Done"?

Four months ago, I started something that I never thought I was capable of doing - scratchbuilding a structure from the ground up.  Today, I installed what I believe were the final detail pieces.  I think it's done.

Crates full of apples and cabbages, waiting for the next train:

A bucket of REAL ashes sitting by the wood stove.  A single drop of white glue, in an HO scale pail, dipped into ashes from my fireplace:

A pitchfork in the corner, and a crate of apples waiting to go home with Old Man Johnson:

More crates waiting for the train.  Not sure what's in them, could be onions, apples, or even carrots.  Notice that the shelves in the background are empty - this picture was taken a couple of days ago:

A look through the (removed) end wall, also taken a couple of days ago:

And finally, one last full-frontal look:

That's it.  I'm done.  Next stop will be judging at the NMRA Thousand Lakes Region convention in May, and then a permanent place on my layout.  I'm not quite sure how to feel, this thing's been my evening entertainment for weeks!  Oh well, on to the next project...