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| The Miedema farm |
There is a season for everything, the Bible says, so it's time to look back. We're moving--in a sense, we're going home to the prairie town where we lived for better than forty years. But we're also leaving a place that was farther into the country. When the two of us were 65, we sold our house and rented this lovely old country house, got it for a steal when the owner out in Denver wanted it occupied but couldn't find renters. We signed on.
I remember coming down the hill east of Orange City, descending gracefully into the valley of the Floyd River, and telling myself that if Barbara and I could live out here for 15 years, that would be just fine.
We didn't make it, but we did make thirteen, which ain't bad.
We're leaving a house we built, but even more, we're leaving the country. So I'll be posting pictures with images I hate to leave behind.
It took me only a few mornings here, at the Miedema place, to realize we were being gifted nothing more or less than beauty.
This is what we found just outside our back door, thirteen years ago. This is the place we're leaving.
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| One morning, backyard |
1 comment:
Jim and Barb,
Just heard you are leaving this beautiful place. Also heard you are back on your feet again, praise the Lord. If you need a deck to relax on without any spectators we would love to have you over sometime. So far we are keeping this place afloat (more or less).
Art Attema
PS If you don't mind, I still have my Dordt email, would enjoy touching base with you via email or text. Thanks!
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