I just love this old log house and stone corn crib. I wonder when they were built; I know they are very old. I've been told that in the pioneer days of Wisconsin, Bohemian immigrants were considered very good stone masons because while they didn't have much wood in the old country, there were plenty of stones to work with. I don't know if that is true, but it's what I've been told. Now every time I see some old stone building I wonder if it was built by some old Bohemian. I've seen many remnants of forgotten farms where all that remains are a solid stone foundation, a chimney, corn crib, or perhaps an old bridge's footings sticking up out of the grass to bear witness to the presence of life in a time long past.
I want one of these! This one looks like it sends water from the well to a cow barn. Wonder how deep that well is.
Almost home when you see these signs:
(We actually live in the town of Mercer but our mail comes out of Butternut).
Steely gray clouds are dropping rain here and there. I caught this pretty site while watching it rain to the east of us.
Have a wonderful day!
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