Memories of the farm.

Every June I get nostalgic for The Farm.
Every year of my childhood, except for 1970 when my Mom was pregnant with Marie, we traveled 400 miles South to Amity, Oregon. We stayed with Uncle Ed, my Mom's older brother who owned the old homestead and farm where my Mom grew up. I loved the old cabin pictured above and below, which was located a few steps down the lane from the white colonial style farmhouse where we spent a few weeks. Uncle Ed stored his tools in the cabin, and hay for his horses in the back room, which had been added on as a bedroom. My maternal grandparents lived here from ____ to 1930 when the white house was built.

The back of the cabin. Leona, myself holding Marie, and Marlene.
The building on the left is the barn where Uncle Ed kept his pack horses for hunting.
Leona, as you can see, loved horses! We all had such fun here.

I drew a sketch of the white farmhouse when I was 13, in my little sketchbook, and painted it later when I got home. I'm so glad I did this. It brings back such memories for me. My mom was born in a back bedroom in this house in the 1930's.

By Loretta Houben