A beautiful victorian farmhouse, with just the right amount of old lace.
Everything was pristine white, including the outbuildings.
This is the old brooder. Can you imagine this building filled with hens?
Or, maybe your studio?
Fabulous windows face south. Actually, I'm directionally impaired
and since there was no sun, I'm only guessing that it faces south.
The barn and a few of the lingering crowd.
The barn floor is dirt and unfortunately riddled with gopher holes,
so a bit of an ankle breaker if you weren't careful.
Look at all those great farm chairs, piled up by some lucky bidder.
Isn't that bike sweet.
It was raining by the time we got home, so we had to pull the trailer inside the pole barn and will unload when the weather clears, hopefully tomorrow. I'll be sure to post some pictures of my treasures soon.