
Here's the farmhouse and yard from various positions.





Dad feeds his bottle calf. He's living in a little shed in the driveway and comes out when you honk the horn.




Got milk?

Downed lines...

The cow pen...


A frozen flag in Lancaster... those are icicles on it.
The poles were installed this fall; they're taller than the old ones and carry more lines. Before that was a fence row where the icicles fill in the space between wires.
This is why we aren't having school this weeek!
4 comments:
Beautiful pictures, Terry.
I remember the ice storm that hit right before we moved, I think in 1974 or 75. This looks like a big one.
Frank
Thanks, Frank!
amazing!! I think YOU are the Ansel Adams of Good Intent.
-Michelle
And another thing...when did you start calling your husband "dad"??
I need to know when that starts!
-Michelle
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