Treasured Memories

Feeling a bit nostalgic this morning I pulled these old photos from 2015 from my archives. These were likely taken in 2015 which was three years after my mother passed. The corner decor is her design in one of the bathrooms in the home.

The barn is at minimum sixty years old and used to be a part of a Thoroughbred farm. The lawn photo looking downhill toward the crick is what I call the North Lawn, I mowed this place for two decades. It takes practice to cut nice, straight lines like this on a lawn!

14 thoughts on “Treasured Memories

  1. I enjoy looking at plowed fields to see which farmers are perfectionists like you and which are just stirring up the dirt prior to sewing. This part of the country has more of the former, descendents of Volga Deutsch, German, and Czech immigrants who came to America to fill out the free (Homestead Act) farm lands advertised by the railroads. Believe me, farmers with sloppy fields get talked about! LOL!

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    • Wow that’s interesting! I didn’t know there are descendents in that area. I totally believe that those who can’t plow a straight line would be the talk of the village! The lines in these photos aren’t mine but I can certainly cut straight with the best of them. It helps when you know where the protruding rocks and other imperfections are in any lawn. I prefer having a walk in an unfamiliar piece first. It’s never cool to launch stones or other things at buildings or people.

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      • That’s a fact! It definitely is the smart thing to do. If one has pets or children who play on a yard, too, there’s always the possibility of toys and other potentially dangerous things scattered in the grass.


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