I spotted this old homeplace as we were driving back road on Saturday. I liked the footbridge across the creek, leading to the barns and fields. It made me wonder who had lived there. Can you see a tow-headed boy with a bucket and wearing bib overalls crossing that bridge with the morning sun slanting in as it is in this photo? Maybe he's going to milk, or to feed the hogs or gather eggs from the henhouse. Although that last might have been considered "girl's work" in his time.
I wonder where their garden was--perhaps behind the house? There must be a cellarhouse somewhere too.
The smaller building is built of logs--perhaps this was the chicken house. The logs provide good ventilation as well as shelter from varmints that enjoy a tasty hen. The leaves, as you can see, were just beginning to turn on Saturday, but today they are coming into full color and this scene probably looks a lot different now, with bright golds and red coloring the trees.