Growing Up On The Farm
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I'd like to thank my Mom for taking these (and so many other) pictures! A grateful shout-out, too, to my sister in law for digitizing these and to my cousin for sharing them online.
The orchard (behind me in the top picture) was cut out when I was five or six years old. Before that, I remember sorting apples, over at "the farm", meaning at my Grandparents, two houses over. My brother and I spent countless hours playing in the apple bins, some of which were still around many years after the trees were gone. The bins made awesome forts! We could make forts out of just about anything - it was our thing! We spent a lot of time with cousins, making even more forts!
I'll never forget, it was such a big deal when we started growing wheat! We needed a combine! I'm nearly convinced my dad bought his first one from a museum, it was so antique! We thought we were really moving up in the world! I'll have to see if Mom has a picture of it. :)
Below is my brother and I playing in an apple bin, obviously re-purposed for corn, and the youngest helpers! Before we had our first combine, in my early teen years, we had a one-row corn picker and spent some quality time, picking corn by hand! The highlight of this was Grandma's "cuppa tea". She'd bring a picnic out, complete with the big plaid Thermos full of tea, sandwiches made with her home made bread, and of course cookies!
The orchard (behind me in the top picture) was cut out when I was five or six years old. Before that, I remember sorting apples, over at "the farm", meaning at my Grandparents, two houses over. My brother and I spent countless hours playing in the apple bins, some of which were still around many years after the trees were gone. The bins made awesome forts! We could make forts out of just about anything - it was our thing! We spent a lot of time with cousins, making even more forts!
I'll never forget, it was such a big deal when we started growing wheat! We needed a combine! I'm nearly convinced my dad bought his first one from a museum, it was so antique! We thought we were really moving up in the world! I'll have to see if Mom has a picture of it. :)
Below is my brother and I playing in an apple bin, obviously re-purposed for corn, and the youngest helpers! Before we had our first combine, in my early teen years, we had a one-row corn picker and spent some quality time, picking corn by hand! The highlight of this was Grandma's "cuppa tea". She'd bring a picnic out, complete with the big plaid Thermos full of tea, sandwiches made with her home made bread, and of course cookies!