You must be one of them thar city slickers.
It was in the back of the house.
Waaaay in back of the house.
Yeah, when I was a kid we lived on a 30x116 city lot. I thought it was huge. We had one big maple tree. Fun neighborhood in the 50s with nice people and kids running all over the place. Current value with house, $13,000.
Neighborhood is crap now. I drove through on a bitter cold Sunday a few weeks ago during NFL season. That’s the only safe time. One of the old stores from my childhood was still standing. The side wall was painted with a mural showing obama and the words, “Free obama phones! E-Z Cellular.”
Spent a lot of time on my brother’s farm in my late teens, early twenties and got a feel for open space and hard outdoor work. Never had that much land.
Now Mrs. RWA and I got a nice little retirement place for a great price on an acre, which is enough for the two of us and the dog right now. Not country but not city. The kids are out on their own.
Plenty of work to do on the neglected property. Got a nice big storage building for my toys. Maples, oaks, pines in the back, a huge oak and spruce out front, and still have some young elms hanging in there, grapes, pears. Some dying ash, too, darn it. Borers.
Lot of critters around and nice neighbors, just like us. Grow some food and plants. Quiet. Simple pleasures. People help each other and are able to keep an eye on things, if you know what I mean. Mrs. RWA, I, and the dog, like to walk around in the pines when the snow is on them. About 14” of packed snow back there now with some more on the way tomorrow. Dog sinks in a bit but he loves it. Tries to dig down to the dirt, but there’s a layer of ice down there.
No outhouse. The dog doesn’t need one and we have a nice flush toilet. The septic got replaced with real live sewers before we bought the place.