I've always dreamed of being a farm girl.

Me and my sister Hallee in the wheat feilds.

View from the house

Our barn.

We used to live out in the middle of nowhere. At least that's what it felt like, in the middle of wheat feilds, playing in the stream, taking walks to the top of the hill to see what felt like the whole world. We had to walk half a mile just to check the mail. That was the life for me. In spring we would run through the wheat that at that time came to our hips. And doing school under the big birch tree. ( shown in picture ) Oh and i almost forgot playing in the "woods" which in reality was just a bunch of trees on the top of our hill. But it was kind of the woods. There were deer and evrything. And i will always rember peep and tweety. ( those were the barn owls ) We would jump on the trampoline and hoot to them and pretend we were owls too.

Our old house was actually farmstead in the late 1800's and early 1900's. The owners farmed wheat and raised sheep and pigs! It was so much fun to explore the old barns and outbuildings for treasure. Once I found an old silver pillbox! We had a root cellar in the back of the house. The root cellar was a dugout into the hill where they would store their canned goods and stuff for the winter. There was not any food any more, Praise the Lord, but there still lots of cabinets and pie safes!

Once me and my sister Hallee found a room in the back of the house. It was old and dad wouldn't let go in but i got a good little peek in there and will never forget what i saw. There was a table and a chair, andi could see old books blankets. I wish i could have gone in there and seen it all. But at the same time i'm glad i didn't. It felt kind of ere when we finally got the door ( that was wedged into the ground quite a bit ) open.

I remember a lady who would come out there every summer to collect owl pelletts to sell to universities and schools. She paid us twenty-five cents per pellet. One day me, Hallee and our uncle Dan took apart an owl pellett and found mouse bones.

I always miss the country the most in the Spring and Summer. Those were the best two years ever!