View From The Old Homestead Farm

Here is a view from the gate of the old farm where Max grew up. The road stretching into the distance is the road Max (woefully) recalls walking two miles to school as a child. Of course, sometimes they rode their old horse Nap (nickname for Napoleon). I don't suppose Max appreciated the fabulous view as a child.

The picture to the right is Max and his sister Connie, with the old farm in the background. Of course, the modern buildings, equipment and grain silos weren't there in the early days.

The farm is now owned and operated by a nephew, Reece Bevans. Reece is one of the sons of Max's oldest sister (Wilda who is now deceased). To the lower left are some big hay bails that Reece had ready to unload from the tractor. They bail hay in huge circular bails these days instead of those smaller rectangular bails. Guess they can't be manhandled like the olden days. I have no idea how much these bails would weigh. Reece wasn't around to ask.
-Carol