The house I spent most of my childhood in. The out building had a chicken coop on top with the run in back. Bottom part was for junk. The top part later became my clubhouse with a no girls allowed sign on the door. Most of my treasures were kept here. The homestead is now Falling slowly down. Kinda sad to see it this way.
The fireplace and the house was built by my Great Grandfather 100 years ago. The carport was a old wooden building where wood and supplies were kept.
Note lilac bush in back. Sure needs trimming.
The view out our window 7-8 months of the year is the unattractive house next door or the unattractive houses across the street but this is representative of the view from the window of our "moving house" the other 4-5 months. Sometimes it's desert, sometimes it's mountains, sometimes it's a lake or a river or a creek. Might be the ocean. Might be a canyon. Sometimes, it's the side of the RV next to us....can't win 'em all!
I took a snap shot of our home that we had before moving to Florida. Only trouble is, all the junk that was on the picture shows up. Just under an acre and I planted most of the trees, except way out back, when we bought the place. A few were poplar trees which grow real fast and the rest were a pine tree. We added all the additions and porch later.