I seem to take this same run of pictures every year. Can't help it. The old house at the bottom, shaded by a magnificent old maple that has begun shedding its larger limbs every winter, sheltered Connors, Woods and other families through much of the 20th century. They were sturdy people in a sturdy old house that now gives up a few more planks and a bit more roofing tin to the prying winds and stinging rains that rage up the draw every so often.
 |
| Looking east along Belcher Mountain Road |
 |
| Looking south toward Vesta |
 |
| Looking southwest |
|
|
 |
| Back view of the old house |
The old spring still puts out sweet water; some of the old farm buildings still stand while others slope and slump into the Patrick County clay, and the ancient apple trees still put out apples. The deer do a good job of gnawing off the low-hanging fruit and cleaning up the deadfalls underneath as the old farm slowly puts itself to bed for the coming winter.
No comments:
Post a Comment