We took a drive up to "the farm" last weekend.
Funny what our family called places..."the farm"..."the river"...
I hadn't been to Tiber Dam since I was probably the girls' age so I wanted to see what it was all about.
The same...it's about the same.
I'd sure like to go explore some of the nooks of the lake.
At the farm mom gave the girls the grand tour.
Most of the old homestead buildings are gone but there are still memories to be shared.
When I was a little girl I found a rock collection my grandmother had buried when she was a little girl behind an old outhouse.
Why I was digging behind an outhouse is still the mystery!
Funny what our family called places..."the farm"..."the river"...
I hadn't been to Tiber Dam since I was probably the girls' age so I wanted to see what it was all about.
The same...it's about the same.
I'd sure like to go explore some of the nooks of the lake.
At the farm mom gave the girls the grand tour.
Most of the old homestead buildings are gone but there are still memories to be shared.
When I was a little girl I found a rock collection my grandmother had buried when she was a little girl behind an old outhouse.
Why I was digging behind an outhouse is still the mystery!
We stopped at the dump site down the road where I remember a badger chasing my screaming sister down the old dirt road on her bike!
We use to roller-skate in the building behind Kyndra!
The wind! The wind rips across the striped fields like always.
Ear-bags were invented for my Mom!
Thats "the farm" in the distance.
You can see all the way to the Front which is over a two hour drive away.
It gives me a little bit of a lump in my throat to think that these girls are the 4th generation of daughters to spend time walking the roads of Liberty County!
Montana...big sky, big land, big history
3 comments:
That was a fun day, wasn't it. Finding broken pieces of Prairie Pottery and glass, shutting up the old house for the winter, peeking into the bins full of grain. Wish we could have found the tepee rings. Maybe next time. Maybe we better watch for rattlesnakes, too!!
"The Farm" was a special place for your mother's friends too. Some of us rode our bikes from town to "the farm" and had a nice lunch and fun roaming that day sometime in the 50's.
Frank remembers hunting rabbits with your dad on "the farm" in December,1968 just before Pam was born! The 4 of us...your mother very pregnant, in a jeep, in the snow at night!!
For sure, fond memories of "the farm".
California Patty
Good pictures of the ole farm! It was a huge, snarly badger, you know.
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