Here's a couple of me a "few" years ago. My father built that house by himself when he left the Army after World War II. He had never built a house before so it was quite an accomplishment. Actually, it was probably built a lot better than the way houses are built now. My father was not educated and had never had a break in his life, so when he left the Army, he really didn't know how he was going to support a family. I guess he thought farming was an option but it didn't really turn out that well. We had a horse, a cow and some chickens and I don't know what crops he tried to raise; I only remember strawberries. I wonder if the house is still standing. Someday I'm going to research public records and try to find it.
He also made this little wooden basket for me to use when we picked strawberries. Isn't that hat a fashion statement? I'm sure my mother must have made that dress herself. As long as I can remember, she made clothes for me and my brother. To bad this one isn't in color; it would have been very pretty with the wildflowers and the barn peeking out on one side.
This one is my all time favorite. This was taken after we moved from the farm. A man went around the neighborhood with this pony taking pictures of the children. Giddy up!