Today, going thru the pictures I have stored, I thought it might be fun to take you for a walk around my folk's place. These are taken at different times, so some are snowy, some are green grass and flowers. They used to raise sheep and goats, along with the miniature horses they still have, but have downsized considerably over the last few years. They have decided it is time to get a smaller place, so they have put the farm on the market (sniff… actually, it's more like wring out the darn handkerchief). It makes me sad, but it is a lot to take care of, especially the way they do – beautiful yard, painted fences, brush cleared on a big portion of the forty acres for grazing, etc.
The house is really only visible when the trees are bare. With everything leafed out, it's tricky seeing the house from the road.
To the right is the milk house. There was a stanchion inside, and that is where the goats were brought to be milked twice a day.
If only this barn could talk, the stories it could tell – it is about 115 years old.
The view to the northwest of their front door. (And, by the way, those are the mountains where our little Moose Springs cabin sits 🙂 !)
A small area of their lovely, large yard, where my Mom toils away spring thru fall making it beautiful, and the deer uninvitedly eat all the fruits of her labor. Needless to say, she is not fond of the deer, and has rescued a hound dog from the animal shelter to prove the point. Except that plan fell thru, as the hound dog doesn't care if there are deer in the yard – she is busy keeping her eyes peeled for raccoons. So the job has fallen to the rescued poodle/schnauzer/muttsky dog to be the deer runner offer :). She chases the deer away while the mighty hound dog lounges in her chair in the TV room.
Here is a picture of said houndy dog. I just love her, the big goof. She is so smart and sweet. Her name is Lilly. I can't find a picture of Sophie the deer herder (who is equally smart and sweet). I'll have to get one of her the next time I go to the farm.
Luckily, they have a back hoe, so my Dad can haul in big rocks as my Mom landscapes to her hearts content.
If the farm doesn't sell right away, my Mom plans to turn this little round house into a studio so she can have her own private place to paint, sculpt, and be creative with whatever. She's tired of my Dad fiddling with her projects when she has them set up in the house 🙂
A sunny spot in the round house garden.
The geese wander where they please around the farm, but don't ever leave the property.
The Shields River wends it's way around the pastures.
The backside of the barnyard.
Quintessential farm scene.
Sheep Mountain in the distance.
One of the barn kitties.
Jig is the boss horse, the only stallion they have on the farm.
A bunch of the girls, having fun.
Hope you enjoyed our walk around the farm. It's a really beautiful place to be. The inside of their house is every bit as charming as the rest of the place. I'll make it a point to post an inside tour soon.