This is the farm in Illinois that belonged to my grandparents. It's where my mother grew up and where I would spend a lot of summer vacations. It was a wonderful place for exploring. The house was full of antiques and outside there were corn fields and grazing sheep. There was a little creek that ran through the property and I would go horse back riding with my friends. There were  warm summer nights spent catching fireflies in glass jars and time spent just listening to how quiet the world could be.
My grandma passed away in 1997 at 101 years old. At that time the farm was sold but I'm so thankful that I had such a wonderful place to explore the world around me that God created, during a time when life was slower and simpler.