On the farm

I went to stay with my grandfather a couple weeks ago. This is the beautiful place where he lives, on the farm that has been in our family for 140 years, in the house rebuilt in 1895 after a fire took the original. From top to bottom: Tuesday morning, our treehouse on Friday morning, the shower in the coal furnace room, Wednesday morning, Poppy’s puzzle gallery and closet, some other favourite things of mine, the barn and him, and a subtle snow dusting. Today my grandmother Dorothy would have celebrated her 82nd birthday, she was pretty.

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