For the past 41 years I have driven by this house weekly. Several times a week and some times several times a day.
When I first started going by, the husband and wife that occupied it would be outside. I remember him on the tractor baling hay, feed cattle, and even tilling in the garden. The wife might be found hanging clothes on the line or tending the rock planters on the front porch where she always grew red geraniums.
A few years later, I would be working with this couple's son-in-law at Farm Bureau Insurance Company.
Years passed and the couple somehow became elderly. He died, she was moved to town.
And then the house sat empty for years.
A few weeks ago, the siding started disappearing, then the windows, now the roof.
I see logs on the inside. I am guessing someone is harvesting the logs. My hope is it will be resurrected again!
Back view
Side view
The front
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the skies
All is well, safely rest;
God is nigh.
Then goodnight, peaceful night;
Till the light of the dawn shineth bright.
God is near, do not fear,
Friend, goodnight.