I live in a neighborhood that was once a family farm and ranch.
The neighborhood is spread out over 3000 acres that was owned by one family. In all of that acreage, my house just happens to be where the old farmhouse was. This fence beside my house is all that's left of either the yard or perhaps a pen for livestock. I love to walk around there and think about the family that once lived here. I keep hoping I'll find an old spoon or toy or anything but no such luck...yet.
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