The Farm House

We arrived at my Aunt and Uncle's house way past 10:00 PM. The road was pitch black so my Uncle had to meet us in his red pick-up at the main intersection a couple of miles away from their home. The only thing we could see when we got out of the van was the light shining out of their kitchen window and the illuminated pathway leading to their back door.
I felt a coarse, wet tounge on my hand - it was a welcome lick from their waggish Mexican Chihuahua, Tequila.

I was half-expecting a rooster's crow to wake me up the next day. Then I remembered my Aunt had told me that they gave up their chicken coop some years back when they couldn't keep up with the 300+ eggs their hens laid daily. Their chickens got really busy - popping out eggs faster than they could be used, consumed or given away (Cheeky Rooster!).

Nevertheless, we jumped out of bed bright and early to explore the house and the yard.

They had a couple of rooms that we particularly liked. One was a "Safari"-themed room in the basement...

...and another room that had dolls stacked up all over the place.

There were a few sheds in the yard, a huge metal bin used for corn storage, and a tractor garage.
Beyond that were corn and soya bean fields - stretched out as far as my eyes could see.

They had two vegetable gardens. My Aunt's had average-sized okras, cucumbers, peppers, stringbeans, and cantaloupes while my Uncle's garden at the opposite end of the yard had humongous carrots, gargantuan cabbages, jumbo tomatoes and freaky giant lima beans.
No wonder his veggies turned up such super-sized produce - the soil was rich in fertilizer courtesy of a pig sty (they had 30-50 pigs) that stood on its site years ago!

S even got to meet Charlotte's cousin and Babe's descendants.