Old Farmhouse Tour

May 2, 2010 - Afternoon at the Old Farmhouse

In my continuing tales of woe about my oven…. Okay, okay, this is actually a cheerful tale! Starting with driving through the woods and over the hill on a gorgeous afternoon with green bursting out around me. I love the green. Weston requested cheesecake in lieu of a regular cake for his birthday (he’s 17,...
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June 16, 2009 - The Wash House

I don’t know how old the wash house is now. It’s been standing behind the old farmhouse as long as anyone still alive can remember. The farmhouse is 100 years old. Huge steel wash tubs and old-fashioned washboards testify to its use in years past. My great-aunt Ruby was doing her wash there before the...
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March 22, 2009 - The Big Excitement

Nearly three-and-a-half years ago when I arrived to live in the slanted little house, this is what it looked like. It had just gotten a new roof, but everything else was 100 years old, including those two great, big, wonderful sugar maple trees out front. (There’s an old, old photograph of the farmhouse before the...
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May 15, 2008 - Stupid Old House

Almost every day, when I drop Princess off at the farmhouse for the schoolbus or when I pick her up (or sometimes both trips), I stop and go in. There’s much to do at the old farmhouse. Other than my furniture and boxes of books–which had been in storage all this time at my cousin’s...
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April 1, 2008 - Meanwhile, Back at the Old Farmhouse

My cousin’s dog Flash stands sentinel on the once-busy old porch. I go over to the old farmhouse every day. Here on our boonies road, neither mail nor school busses will come. (And yet, oddly, we have trash pickup!) And so I take Princess over to the old farmhouse every morning to catch her bus...
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February 12, 2008 - The Farmhouse Grounds

No Old Farmhouse Tour could be complete without visiting the grounds. (If you missed any of the previous Old Farmhouse Tour posts, click here and scroll down to the Old Farmhouse Tour links!) This old farm has been in the family for a hundred years and the grounds carry as much history as the house....
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January 22, 2008 - The Gathering Room

My Great-Aunt Ruby’s parlor was open for company when she pulled back the drapes on her front window every morning. Ruby, and her husband Carl Sergent, were well-known denizens of society in their time, and this small, humble room has seen family and friends, farm hands and state governors. The Sergent family was one of...
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January 18, 2008 - Farmhouse Accommodations

When my Great-Aunt Ruby passed away, she left behind a letter that is now framed in the farmhouse in an antique frame and set against a background that is a piece of her apron material. The letter stated that the farmhouse was to be kept open for family and preserved as it was at the...
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January 14, 2008 - The Farmhouse Kitchen

Updated in “unabashed tacky” circa 1960, this old farmhouse kitchen will never appear in Architectural Digest. Still, what was lost of the original historic character is made up in retro homey quaintness. Didn’t we all sit down at some point at one of those icons of American modernism, the quintessential chrome and Formica kitchen table?

January 4, 2008 - The Old Cellar

When I was a little girl, I was both frightened and fascinated by what lies beyond this latch. I knew, just knew, there were spiders. And rhubarb. I don’t know what was scarier, the spiders or the rhubarb. My parents taught me that I was to eat anything served before me, and when we came...
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January 3, 2008 - Life at 16 Degrees

It started snowing Tuesday night and didn’t quit. Ever wonder what it’s like to live in a one-hundred-year-old farmhouse in the winter? Come on in. Outside, it’s gorgeous, a winter wonderland, crisp and cold. Inside…it’s crisp and cold. Children abandon icy bedrooms to sleep by the fire. It’s a snow day. No reason to get...
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September 5, 2007 - The Slanted Little House

It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought...
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May 8, 2007 - Home Sweet Home

One thing leads to another….. Spring cleaning leads to spring redecorating. The farmhouse I live in is 100 years old and no family has lived in the house for over a decade. It’s been a long haul fixing it up, but it’s been a labor of love since it’s an old family home and was...
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