old farm

Cloudy, rainy and much cooler day than yesterday. I cannot wait for autumn.
On my drive home I spotted some interesting foliage to blip. Instead of screeching to a halt, I turned down an unfamiliar road planning to circle my way back. That is when I spotted this old farm. Bye bye foliage. I had found my blip for today. This is my kind of picture. There were farmers in every line of my family tree; most notably my maternal great great great grandfather who owned a large farm in North Carolina in the early 1800s. That land is still owned by my family today.