When Farmer Tom bought this property a while back, he heard the story of old man Paraday who used to live here and farm the land. Mr. Paraday had since passed away and the property had fallen into the hands of some careless people who let the house fall apart and left the barns in disrepair. The fields were overgrown and junk trees had taken root that made mowing impossible. It's been a huge and ongoing process to reclaim the land and repair the damaged house, but in the process we have seen the signature mark of the man who built and lived in this place and the love he must have had for his home.
First, we found the black walnut trees. Quietly hidden in the overgrowth and unable to thrive without sunlight, they were nevertheless planted in a row, about a dozen of them, to produce a crop or maybe provide shade? We cleared the canopy around them and although some were lost to deer scrapes, several are thriving and have provided wonderful harvests for us to enjoy.
Farmer Tom removed the sign last week and Mr. Paraday's nephew will find it under his tree, Christmas morning. A gift from his wife and us, who have inherited his love of this land and home. We hope to put a new sign up one day, that will hopefully testify to our stewardship, sometimes craftsmanship and occasional scavenging nature that honors Mr. Paraday and his legacy. Even though we never had the chance to meet, we'd like to think he'd approve.
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