A few years ago my grandpa died suddenly. He was bucked off his horse while helping herd some cattle. He literally "went out with his boots on". It was hard to say goodbye, but nice that he didn't have to suffer the way so many older people do. At that time grandma was left alone on the farm. There aren't any animals there now, but there are so many memories. I wanted some pictures of the farm for my guest bedroom and I thought I would share some of them with you.
This is the pathway from the house to the magical land of the farm.
This is Grandma getting mad at me for taking her picture. Tee Hee. Good thing she doesn't have a computer. ;)
Treasures everywhere I look! I have a picture of my daughter (now 18) taking a bath in that tub.
Remnants of Grandpa's hard work
Grandpa kept the chicken feed here. I remember scooping it out with the old Folgers coffee can and throwing it to the chickens.
My brother who passed away left his mark in the chicken coop.
My grandpa and dad worked for the phone company. These were once on telephone poles...not sure why?
Wouldn't this be a photographer's dreamland? And there's so, so much more I didn't show you! One of these days I'm going to take pictures of the INSIDE of grandma's house. Antiques, colors, quilts, and treasures galore!