After we bought the farm we were just about convinced by everyone
else that we should burn the 100+ year old home place down and build
from scratch. The farmhouse was in pretty rough shape. The foundation
was 90% gone. The back section was sitting on the ground and had extensive
termite and weather damage. The place had been abandoned for about
30 years and was being lived in by all kinds of critters and just
appeared beyond repair.
During our first year on the farm we decided to concentrate on the
gardens and getting to know our neighbors. By doing this we slowly
started learning about the history of the farm and met relatives of
Wash and Hattie Crawford, who built parts of the original house. Slowly
the stories came alive in our minds. We often sat on the old porch
and fantasized about life back then. We envisioned the people, imagined
their dreams, and before we knew it there were parts of them living
in us.
Then one day while we were sitting on the decrepit old porch, faint
visions of us one day living in the old place began to dance around
in our thoughts. An old set of wind chimes on the porch started singing
without the slightest breeze and before we knew a vision was born
and were making plans to bring the old homestead back to life. Neither
one of us has had any real carpentry experience. I had helped build
a couple sheds, made some furniture and that's about it. So we bought
a couple good Time Life books, started a journal and then one day
it all began.