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sherone_13
True Blue Farmgirl

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Sherone
Evanston WY
USA
2460 Posts

Posted - Mar 27 2014 :  09:23:06 AM  Show Profile
I was thinking today about the song by Miranda Lambert called "The House That Raised Me." It brought back memories of the houses we lived in and the adventures we had as children. I would like to invite my farmgirl sisters to have a little peek in my childhood. After reading the post on my blog:

http://annapearlsattic.blogspot.com/2014/03/the-houses-that-raised-me.html

Please post some memories of the Houses that built you.

Sherone

Farmgirl Sister #1682

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Women are angels. When someone breaks our wings, we just jump on our broomsticks and fly! We are flexible that way!

Edited by - sherone_13 on Apr 07 2014 05:28:36 AM

auntsmelly
True Blue Farmgirl

559 Posts

Jenny
Pitman NJ
USA
559 Posts

Posted - Mar 27 2014 :  5:02:39 PM  Show Profile
My family purchased a large farm when I was two and then my parents divorced when I was three- I have one photo of
myself standing in front of the gorgeous farmhouse and I am only slightly visible and almost cut out of the picture. I
always felt that that was a symbolic picture of what I missed out on by being moved from that farm. I think homes are
important- not the structure, but the feeling of home.
Thanks for sharing your pictures. :0)

Ignore the rain,
Look for the rainbow.
Jenny,
Blessed Farmgirl #4359
FGOM October 2013
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Marybeth
True Blue Farmgirl

6418 Posts

Mary Beth
Stanwood Wa 98292
USA
6418 Posts

Posted - Mar 28 2014 :  3:20:21 PM  Show Profile
That sure was lot of moving around. We moved several times and school was the hardest for me. Math and English--every school was at a different level. It all boils down to our wonderful parents who made our life enjoyable and doable. thanks for the walk down your memory road. MB

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"Life may not be the party we hoped for...but while we are here we might as well dance!"
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queenmushroom
True Blue Farmgirl

985 Posts

Lorena
Centerville Me
USA
985 Posts

Posted - Mar 30 2014 :  3:58:45 PM  Show Profile
My memories are in my childhood home. Playing outback in the woods in the tree houses, the sand that covered out septic field, riding bikes around the block, the salty air and clam flat smell of the ocean nearby. I would also include the house that my grandparents built. the smells of grandma's cooking, the family get togethers, swimming and fishing in the river that surrounded two sides of their property. I miss it all and wish I could go back to those carefree days of my childhood.

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rough start farmgirl
True Blue Farmgirl

3331 Posts

marianne
The Beautiful Pacific NW Washington State
USA
3331 Posts

Posted - Apr 01 2014 :  4:44:55 PM  Show Profile
I was fortunate. I grew up in the house that my paternal grandfather built. My father was raised there and my sister and I had lots of room to roam, about a hundred acres. It was recently sold as both my parents have passed. I sure hope the new family has many years of health and happiness there.

Marianne
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sjmjgirl
True Blue Farmgirl

566 Posts

Stephanie
Mt. Vernon Iowa
USA
566 Posts

Posted - Apr 01 2014 :  5:20:28 PM  Show Profile
Great post! I'm lucky enough to live next door to the house I grew up in. Though they new owners have added an addition and gotten rid of some trees, it still looks pretty much the same. Where I live now was part of my parents' property growing up, so I get to have the evergreen trees that I played in when I was little right in my front yard. I love being able to show my son where I played and tell stories about when my sis and I were little.

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Cindy Lou
True Blue Farmgirl

2325 Posts

Susan
Lonsdale MN
USA
2325 Posts

Posted - Apr 04 2014 :  07:38:28 AM  Show Profile
I grew up in the farmhouse built by my grandfather. My dad was born there along with 8 brothers and sisters. I grew up knowing that the kitchen was the original house and the rest was added during the following years. I loved knowing that Grandpa had walked over 20 miles to get the seedlings that formed the grove where I played as a child. There were overgrown apple and plum trees in the orchard for snacking.
I remember that the house was heated with an oil-burner on the first floor and no heat vents to the upstairs. We got into our pajamas and then heated our pillows to take them upstairs at night. Frost was heavy on the windows and water would freeze in a cup, but the 3 of us grew up healthy.
I love remembering the wonderful smells of my Mom's cooking, the delightful sound of my dad's ready laughter and the fun of growing up on the farm and the memories of riding our pony, playing with the neighbor kids and going to the small town school.
My dad passed away at about the age of 80 and my Mom continued to live there for another 8 years. My brother lives there now.

Thanks for encouraging me to remember.

Susan

"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?"
Mary Oliver
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sherone_13
True Blue Farmgirl

2460 Posts

Sherone
Evanston WY
USA
2460 Posts

Posted - Apr 07 2014 :  05:28:08 AM  Show Profile
What lovely stories! It is so wonderful to hear the memories from such a great bunch of ladies!

Sherone

Farmgirl Sister #1682

My Blog

www.annapearlsattic.blogspot.com

My Etsy

www.etsy.com/shop/annapearlsattic

Women are angels. When someone breaks our wings, we just jump on our broomsticks and fly! We are flexible that way!
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