We used to live in Greenfield on a 10acre horse farm. The house was alleged to have been built in 1819, and was the 4th house built in that area. We lived there for 3 years. It was so peaceful and quiet. Except for the ghosts. We had many events during our time there. Footsteps, shadow figures, doors slamming, voices. It was pretty amazing. Luckily, we are not afraid of that kind of stuff, and the spirits, who ever they were, were not malevolent. I suspect they were the original owners of the house, since they are buried not far from the house. Perhaps they were just not done living there! Anyway, it was a pretty cool place to live. Here are some shots I took while I lived there.
A bee on a flower.
One day a flock of turkeys came to visit.
One of the fences. There were a lot of them!
While we lived there, we had chickens. It was nice to have fresh eggs every day. This is one of the roosters. (No, they don’t lay eggs. They just make noise!)
Dandelion. There were lots of them!!
Here are a couple of the hens with the rooster.
A run in shed for the horses.
This is the cemetery near the house. Known as the Wood Cemetery, and named for some of the inhabitants. The earliest graves date from the late 1700s. I think some of these folks built the house we lived in.
One of the inhabitants of the cemetery.
One of the horses grazing.
There were lots of butterflies.
One of the pastures and the rock wall.
So it was a very cool place to live. A little far out for me though and it was up on the Palmertown Mountain, which was a little dicey in the winter. A lot of history in the area, and a lot of wildlife. Deer, turkeys, coyotes. It was cool to lay in bed at night and hear the coyotes howl. I heard there were bears in the woods behind the farm, but I never saw one. I kind of miss the place.
