I haven't posted anything for quite sometime, but recently on a visit to my mother-in-law's farm, I came across so many things that just have to be shared.
The woman of which I speak is a 4' 10 and 3 quarter inch stick of dynamite. One might ask why even bother adding the 3 quarter inch. Well....Because if I didn't she'd give me a piece of her mind and anything else she had left over. She has lived on her family farm all of her life and so have the many things the family used and collected. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say those two gents from "American Pickers" would love to get their hands on much of her stuff. I'd truthfully pity them if they tried. I'm willing to bet that they'd soon be looking down the barrel of a shotgun! Yep, she's that determined to hang on to each and every precious belonging. She's an amazement.
My recent stay with her was to simply tidy the kitchen and prepare it to install all new appliances. What I found was much deeper than that. I found a rich history that I may never know the whole truth of. She suffers from Alzheimer's and the great stories like to run together. If only I could turn back the pages of time and catch a small glimpse of what she's experienced in her lifetime.
The farm she holds so dear was the first settlement of her county and the original barn still stands tall and proud, bursting with history itself.
Here are some of the many treasures I had the priviledge of seeing:
The one horse buggy
The one horse open sleigh
The 2 seater buggy buried under who knows what
Antique icebox with cobbled wagon on top made from apple crates
The hay loft with hay hoist still intact
I'll go through some more pictures and add more tomorrow.
