Sharing my adventures in the Colorado mountains in the summer, and beautiful Ft. Worth Texas in the winter.
Tuesday, December 8, 2015
I drove north to Sherman, Texas (my hometown), to have a Christmas lunch with several cousins yesterday. We entered town from a new road, and I spotted what looked like an abandoned old farm house.
The rusty old mailbox was open and looked like a bird had made a nest inside
The house actually didn't look that bad, but it was definitely vacant. I was amazed at the size of the porch. What I cant figure out is how I had never seen this house on the north end of the town I grew up in?
There was a rusty old truck sitting on the east side of the house,
and a garage to the west, that held farm equipment, and a dusty old car...Couldn't tell what make it was? It was above the garage that I saw the no trespassing sign, so I figured we had better leave,
but not without getting a picture of that old rocking chair on the porch. Oh man, if old houses could just tell their tale.
How could one persons life be so different from winter to summer? Well stick around and see. I live in a cosmopolitan city half of the year and then head to a tiny town in the mountains the other half.....a place full of interesting people, beautiful scenery, wild animals......and great adventures!