I grew up in the country. Not so far out that we couldn’t see any other houses, but close – our nearest neighbor was half a mile away. I was literally surrounded by cornfields (or soybeans, or winter wheat, depending on the year and season). My parents didn’t farm, but they owned farm land and rented it out.
Honestly, I think my mom would’ve enjoyed being a farmer. Not including the farm land, my parents own close to 100 acres. With the farm land, it’s well over 250, I’m sure. My mom isn’t one to let land sit idly, oh no. As kids, we were always shoveling, mowing, pitch-forking (is that a word?), weeding, watering, planting, pruning, and picking. To this day, my mom has a huge garden, and it’s been reduced in size by about half since when I lived at home. There’s an orchard, lots of woods, an abandoned farm place (complete with house, barns, sheds, silo, hen houses, hog pens, and an old, spooky well – think of Anne of Green Gables when she and Diana take the shortcut through the woods, okay?) My friends and I actually filmed a high school English project there about “The Fall of the House of Usher”. I still remember Ms. Nonsense playing the part of Madeline. Too funny!
There is a point to all of this reminiscing. My mom emailed me some photos the other day that she had taken around the house and yard. I thought I’d share them with you all. Enjoy!
The Front Door and Garage (my room was the top 2nd window from the left)
Side view of the house and back door (you can see the grape arbor in the back)
Penny standing in front of one of the paths leading into the woods
Our lane (it needs a fresh layer of gravel). It’s over a quarter of a mile long. Imagine walking this every morning and afternoon for the school bus in the snow and ice!
I have some great, wonderful, very happy memories of this house – rollerskating in the basement, ice skating in the field when it poured for days and days and then suddenly froze, riding bikes in the summer, having bonfires in the back woods, playing on the 3rd floor which was entirely devoted to toys, and yes, I even enjoyed the yard work (it’s amazing how golden everything looks through the lens of the past!). I dread the day that my parents sell it – it’s been “home” to me for over 22 years, and I’m seriously considering talking Chris into buying it whenever that day comes. I still love going home – there’s so much land to just walk on and sit and be quiet in, not to mention the swimming pool, trampoline, and adult-sized swingset! My older siblings have been able to bring their kids back here to play, and all my nieces and nephews love going to “Gramma and Grampa’s” – it’s like vacation for them 🙂 I want to be able to do that with my little ones, too. Yes, moving back to Indiana, if only for a short 10 months, will be a good thing 🙂