Home sweet home. Among local cycling folks it is know as "the farm."
You can see the chicken pen. House was built in 1857, I believe. Originally a farm house, the city has grown around it. It still has more land than any other property around
My companion here on the farm. I named her Turtle. She was very sweet, at least to me. She has a new home now though, because she was eating chickens (not the crazed look in her eye).
The Ugly Duckling, all grown up
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