Last time I was home I went down to the Ranch and wandered around with my camera. As I was walking around the old granery, following fence lines, and wandering through the orchard I was noticing all the old stuff sitting around. History, stories, or as my dad would say...junk and work that needs to be done! I love it all - all the old stuff... nostalgia... junk. It makes me wonder what stories they would tell if they could or what memories they hold for others...