My grandmother passed away in March and my family held an estate sale last weekend. Mr. Boyfriend and I went to help. I thought it would be hard, but I held up remarkably well on Saturday. The same could not be said for Sunday. It is sad knowing that my time left on this property is down to a few months. This place represented for me ties to family, grandparents, Christmas, and summer vacations for the whole of my life.
My cousin and his wife did a LOT of work getting the property ready. My grandmother lived into her 90s and was a collector of all kinds of things, an artist, a cook, a seamstress and loved Christmas. She also lived on a property with many barns so she really didn't have to throw anything away, not that she would anyway. There was SO much stuff.
I was mostly stationed by one of the small houses and had these lovely black dogs keeping me company. Last time I was there, there were only two. They are multiplying! It gave me an opportunity to sit and enjoy the scenery, take a picture of my favorite tree on property and just enjoy being there.
I am glad I took these two photos. One of my last photos of the farm and my reflection in a piece in the dining room. Over the years I have taken lots of pictures in that beautifully carved piece and a few hours after I took this, it was sold and left the house.