One of the best thing about staying at Brent's is it is on the Old Farm. So every morning we would take a walk around the Old Farm. Many things of changed...fences gone, big circle irrigation in place of old ditches...but many things are still the same.
I love this old place.
It was originally out on my grandparent place in Jameston, Idaho when I was a child. When that old place was sold my Dad moved it to our old Farm...not to use, but as a piece of history. It was on the edge of our huge lawn on the other side of the orchard, close to road where it could be seen by folks passing by. A lawn ornament so to speak. Years later fearing that some pranking teenagers might destroy it, they moved it to back behind the house on the other side of the "forest". There dad actually made it usable. It was used during family reunions when all the boys cousins would bunk out in the shop/barn and this was the closest privy.
This old outhouse is so much a part of our family history that when mom and I designed Dad's headstone...we designed it with moutains, a barn, an old piece of farm equipment, a few pigs on the loose and the outhouse.
When my mom moved from the old home and the place was rented out, my brother moved the old outhouse again. this time behind his home in the midst of his "forest". It looks good there. And I'm so happy to see this piece of history preserved.
That place you go to search for the piece of scrap metal the can be used to patch up that old piece of equipment so you can squeeze a few more year of use out it...before it also is retired to the junkyard.
Needless to say, my brother lives the same principle
...in a much more organized fashion.




















