The Farm!
$140k for a
hunting preserve?---me? Never!...Well?…
1st time I
viewed the old farmstead was deer-season the week before
Thanksgiving as
I trudged in from the west over the limestone bluff-walls
protecting the
pristine 214-acre fields and hardwood-forest along with the
rock-bottom
creek bordering its northern boundary---Love!...at-first-sight!
I hunted there
for some years, always harboring a “secret”-desire to satisfy
my longing to
own the 1880’s-“old west”
fantasy-image. Dream-boy!?
Also, much
“free”-time found me scouring the farm (with the blessing and
permission of
the old farmer-owner) scouting the elusive whitetail-ghost.
Many times I
broached the subject of “buying”---the estate…No-sale!
The old farmer
just was not interested---until…one day? Sale! Yea!
Our “new” farm-home
was well over the century-mark in years. No plumbing!
We did have a
well and a cistern; 5-gallon buckets provided “necessary”-water!
The kids and
Lady Candice were---“great” (as usual)…through the ordeal.
In a little
valley sporting a rock-bottom creek, I built us a real “new”-home.
Took me 6 and ½
weeks from start to finish; the pool came in Spring.
What an
“estate”! I reveled as King of our
absolutely delightful kingdom!
Lots of
adventures on the farm. 24/7 work! Upkeep. Animals. Hobby-Delight!
Many a Friday I
came “home” and did not leave my Paradise”
until Monday!
We rode horses.
Raised cattle. Sheep. Chickens. Cats. Dogs. Ducks. A turkey!
Bought a “few”
sports-cars---for the girls and…I still
do not have one! Hmm!?
I “played” golf
in our front yard; kept the grounds manicured like a links-course.
We baled
wheat-straw and coveted-alfalfa; both for sale and critter-feed.
Our girls
grew-up, learned the value-of-work
and the virtue-of-success. Good!
We vacationed in
the Bahamas! South! Colorado! Oregon! Great-days! Great-life!
Mother-Nature
and I did a good job with the land; she taught me a great-deal!
I triumphed with
a lot more gleaned than I ever put-in though we worked hard.
Thank you! Amen!
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