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This abondoned farmstead was a neighbor of my Grandmother's. She would visit them frequently to assist with household chores such as baking.
A view of the kitchen from the back door of the old farmhouse. Knowing how much my Grandmother loved to bake, it was easy to envision her here as a little girl.
This view of the kitchen from the bottom of the stairs shows how time has ravaged the porcelein tiles that once lined the walls.
The final mile or so of the road into the farmstead has long given way to Mother Nature, and is now only accessible after a lengthy drive across the field.
The view from the hill-top farmstead, showing the fields that Grandma would have walked across to visit.
Along the remnants of the road into the farmstead, this abandoned combine stands watch over the harvest.
The old Metropolitan School House, approximately 3 miles south of the farmstead, where my Grandmother attended school as a young girl.
School Ground Bench
I couldn't help but picture my Grandmother sitting on this bench as a little girl enjoying her lunch.
Looking west down the coulee and the remnants of Vernon Lake. The farmstead is roughly 3 miles down the lake.