I don't like rocks
Too many weeds grow in between them
I don't like rocks except in Goblin Valley, Utah State Park,
or in the Grand Canyon
I would like to get rid of our rocks but I can't.
They were the foundation for this old farm house
Gene placed every single rock along a line which now divides my upper and lower garden...this morning I pulled weeds for hours.
This is what was left of the old farm house when we purchased the property.
It was used for fire practice by the volunteer fire department.
In winter and in summer, before we built our new house, we had great picnics on the old farmstead.
The barn was the only building which was somewhat intact.
It is now in a new location.
We looked for a new spot to build our house, but the old farmer knew best...we built it in the very spot where the little white farm house stood for so many years.
Native Americans camped by the spring...
long before the White Man came upon the scene.