The Locals

Since we got the farm, we have met several of the locals. In town of Hillsboro there is only a convenient store, an elementary school, an auto/tire shop, a small bank, and a funeral home. We made several trips to the convenient store for ice, and drinks. While Chad and I were driving around one day we stopped at a yard sale. I love a good bargain, and I love to go to yard sale. Why buy new when you can buy gently used for a fraction of the price? The ladies running the garage sale saw that our license plate said Texas and asked how we found their yard sale. We explained that we had just bought a small farm and explained to them where it was. They said, “ohhhh, we saw your Polaris out front and said Well I guess they aren’t Amish that live there now.” This kind of cracked us up. They were super nice and welcomed us to the area. She had seen us a few times at the convenient store but didn’t know we had purchased that farm.

The view from the only place on the farm that my dad gets phone service. He calls it Facebook land.

One evening we were cutting down a dead tree in our front yard. Well mostly just pushed it down. We did not want it falling and damaging anything in a storm or anything. We had a chainsaw but had not used it since we cleared the property we have in Livingston, Tx. It was not wanting to start. About that time a man that lived down the road about a mile drive up on his Polaris and welcomed us to the neighborhood. He warned us about a thief that lived a couple miles away, and saw that we were cutting up the tree. He said, “hold on I’ll be right back let me go grab my chainsaw and I’ll help you get it cut up.” We told him it was no problem we would get it but insisted and headed off. We didn’t think that he would actually show back up with his chainsaw but he came right back to help out. We finally got our chainsaw going and they had it all cut up in no time. He stuck around and chit chatted with us for a bit, told us where he lived and said if we ever needed anything just knock on the door and he would help in any way he could.  

The dead tree.
TIMBER!!!!!

Another man stopped by that also recently bought an Amish farm down the road that was trying to find someone to install his electrical inside his home and was trying to get my dad to do it since he was doing mine. My dad said he wasn’t interested because I have a ton for him already to do. Apparently, there are not many people willing to put electrical inside of the Amish homes.

We have met so many wonderful people since purchasing the farm. It is so refreshing meeting people that are happy and nice. Too bad we cannot move to Kentucky now. But I must say that people are on their own timeline there. I cannot wait to be on a no rush timeline though, can’t say that I blame them one bit.

Hunter Polishing up the dinner bell. We actually used this when I was there, you can even hear it in the barn.

My dad also did some more grinding on the bathtub today. He is going to have to get another grinding wheel because this one is starting to throw pieces of wire at him which is not safe to use anymore. I am so in love with this bathtub! It weighs over 400 lbs. and I am not excited about moving it up the hill and through the house into where the bathroom will be. But I will love it when it is installed and I can soak all those muscles used to move it.

Before
After

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