That's up in Quincy, FL, by Tallahassee in the panhandle.
My boyfriend's grandma was born on that farm, then when she got married she moved down to Sarasota, FL (which is where I live). After her husband died, she moved back up to the farm to take care of her dying father. Then in 1982 she moved back down to Sarasota to live with my boyfriend's family, and when she moved, she left most everything behind. She didn't need beds and tables and pots and pans in her daughter's house, I guess, and since she sold the 10-acre property to her nephew, she didn't feel it was worth the time to empty the house out. So it's sat like that for almost 20 years.
She's still alive and she got a thrill out of seeing these pictures, which made me feel pretty good.
i wish she could have walked through herself. she could have seen the artifacts of her earlier life and perhaps been reminded of her last movements performed in this house--the walk to the sink with the kettle, the reaching up to a shelf for the pickling spices, the growing in her garden of whatever it was she was going to pickle.
those spiders are big, though!
and i love some of the furniture...that red dresser with the swinging mirror.
thanks for sharing those pics, it must have been really cool to walk through the museum of her life and know you were the only ones to do so in the past 2.5 decades.
Thanks, Suebrew. It was really cool walking through there, and it would have been nice to take Dorothy up with us. As it was, she really enjoyed seeing the pictures of everything (especially the peanut butter and all the home-jarred veggies). Jacob's planning on going back up at some point and getting all the furniture and dishes and everything out; the beds especially are great, they're these old, decorated wrought-iron things. The house doesn't have much time yet; it'll be a heap of sticks in just a few years. It's a shame, because it's so nice inside.
I love abandoned places, especially furnished ones. Nice pictures. I second that comment on the enormous spiders. Those products are the best. I especially enjoy the Oh! Boy syrup and the superb dinner plate patterns.
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My boyfriend's grandma was born on that farm, then when she got married she moved down to Sarasota, FL (which is where I live). After her husband died, she moved back up to the farm to take care of her dying father. Then in 1982 she moved back down to Sarasota to live with my boyfriend's family, and when she moved, she left most everything behind. She didn't need beds and tables and pots and pans in her daughter's house, I guess, and since she sold the 10-acre property to her nephew, she didn't feel it was worth the time to empty the house out. So it's sat like that for almost 20 years.
She's still alive and she got a thrill out of seeing these pictures, which made me feel pretty good.
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those spiders are big, though!
and i love some of the furniture...that red dresser with the swinging mirror.
thanks for sharing those pics, it must have been really cool to walk through the museum of her life and know you were the only ones to do so in the past 2.5 decades.
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p.s. i am going to write a book and i would like you to be the illustrator. what do you say?
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