Saturday, July 16, 2011

The Old Homestead

 Globe thistle in bloom






This barn was built in 1901 and now remodeled as a bed and breakfast. The milking bay is a porch to look at this view below.






 I passed this barn three days in a row and the goat was always watching from its window.



Below is a town hall on the right and fire department in the center in a tiny town. You can click to see the dates on it better.

This bridge hums when you drive across it. It was so much fun for my daughters when we were up fishing years ago, we went back and forth at least a dozen times going between Lansing, Iowa and Victory,Wisconsin. I only went three times this time there.

A rusty swing set sat in the yard. One metal swing hung from a single chain. The frame was all crooked and bent. It had seen a few kids perhaps in it’s time. He walked up the front step of the abandoned home and peeked in. Furniture lay inside in a rather disorderly array, some ripped and full of holes. He tried the door and it was open. Stepping inside he could almost smell the bread baking. His friend’s mother made all their bread back then, store-bought wasn’t even available. A cracking sound made him step back hoping the floor wasn’t going to crumble. He looked around the tiny rooms and wondered how they fit a family of twelve in there when he was over. There was always some room to stay on a weekend, and never a problem at either of their homes. Years after his friend’s father sold the land, workers for the owner stayed there he had thought. What was left of their family moved on with the railroad and nobody related to them was around anymore. On a doorway were the names and heights of some unknown children, one having shot up well above the last. He went out and sat on the front stairs for a bit and headed back down to his car. A few stops to catch his breath caught some more good memories, and as many days did, this one shined real well.




When he got home it was well past lunch and he laughed how the time had slipped by. At this point in his life his wife always figured never to start a meal until she saw him. Some foods he liked better cold than hot, such as her meatloaf. He shared his tales and thoughts with her and she just listened, not sure who any of the people were other than their kids. He laughed when he told her about looking for the rope swing and she told him she didn’t have time to pick up all the pieces should he try to do anything like that. He grabbed his fish and set out to clean them while she made up some potatoes and a vegetable to go with them. The homemade bread smell he talked about sounded so good she would fix some for their meal the next day, if he ever made it home on time.



A call from their oldest daughter created smiles and laughter that soared into the heavens. He carried on a conversation through his wife when the children called. He wanted to know if she remembered who had owned that land, but it had been too many years for her to remember also. The name of his friend was all too familiar, she had went to school with a few of his relatives before they had left town. He didn’t know that part of the family very well, and had forgotten about them until she mentioned it. She always shared stories from school about their families thinking he knew them well. When they went out it seemed he knew just about everyone in town. Those calls often took a long time since his wife had to interpret all the conversations going back and forth.
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Memories come and go
Leaving us with their magic
And charm of days gone by.

16 comments:

  1. What a beautiful place. I love the goat in the window...made me laugh!

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  2. I confess that I thought of Iowa as flat, fly over country. But not after seeing all your photographs- It is beautiful. Did Russian immigrants settle there- I wonder after seeing some of the architecture.( Betsy)

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  3. That goat is my screensaver I found him so funny!

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  4. Wow beautiful to say the least. I love the old town pictures & that gorgeous church! Looks like you have Gothic European and maybe some Mediterranean influenced architecture. Very gorgeous. Fav is the peonies, one of my favorite flowers and the monarch. Amazing shot. Thank you for sharing :) _B

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  5. This is a gorgous place! Love the photos!

    Jane

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  6. Great pictures this time. I like the one with the little deer, but that one with the goat is just perfect.

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  7. I LOVE these Steve! Love the goat but that First shot is GORGEOUS!
    hughugs

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  8. What a great capture of the fawn. So cute. That bridge is very interesting. I can see where it would capture a child's imagination and become fixed among childhood memories.

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  9. The bridge is like the old combination bridge between Sioux City, Iowa, and South Sioux Cty, Nebraska. Part of it turned and part of it raised up. It has been replaced now.

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  10. I always thought Iowa was covered in Corn! Shows how wrong ya can be! Great shots, and that goat? Big place for one goat!!

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  11. What a gorgeous homestead it is and such a fabulous view. That is too funny about the goat in the window.
    The 4th picture down. I have some of that growing in my front yard but I don't know the name of it.

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  12. I always leave your blog feeling happy and remembering my old days also. Thank you. I love all your photos. That fawn is so cute. I have one out back but have yet to see it again. Just as I was ready to take pics this morning after a lady upstairs said the doe and fawn were coming my way, one of the other tenants decided to walk his dog up there. I was a little perturbed about that.. Another missed opportunity. That goat is so funny standing in that window like that. I wonder if he thinks about jumping? Ha! You have beautiful scenery there. Thanks for sharing it with us!! Have a nice day Steve!

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  13. Simply gorgeous photos Steve. The architecture and scenery are breathtaking! That goat is a hoot.....love it!

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  14. Only anonymous works for me. Oh well. I've been over that bridge many times as my spouse is addicted to shopping at Horsfalls. Can you believe it? :)
    Troutbirder

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  15. Always a treat to come here and read your stories and see your photographs. Love your little dog enjoying herself in the stream, the goat in the barn opening and that old barn turned into a B & B. hard to pick any favorites among these photographs, they are all lovely. Have a great week.

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