This is the farm where my Grandma was raised, where my Mom learned to ride a horse, and where I have many memories of picking apples off the apple tree, and playing in the pig pen with my cousins. Everything is falling down, and getting old. I wish I had the time to fix it up to what it used to be...but I don't.
I was able to stop and take a few pictures. Hopefully these will help preserve the memories I have had there.
(The Old Farm from the driveway)
(The old outhouse, haha)
(The Pig Pens)
(The Horse Stalls)
(The Tractor, still in the barn)
(The Old Barn)
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