This is where I come from. The view from the back door where I grew up, where Kitty still lives. She’s been on this land for many decades and has done it justice. It’s like a little park.
The woods in the background on the far side of the field is a patch of the great forest that once covered most of Indiana, interrupted only by prairies, swamps and thousands of pretty little lakes. Something just opens up inside me when I get here.
Farmer Kitty. My brother B and I (I cannot keep track of all the nicknames sometimes!) helped build the raised garden a few years ago. Pea pods for supper!
I love the back deck. The sliding glass door and deck were added after I moved out, but they fit so well. It’s lovely to sit under the ash tree and enjoy the sound of the leaves in the breeze.