I went walking…

What did I see?

 

I traveled up the hollow to a neighboring property and was able to see the hundreds of acres that were once owned by the builder of our cabin home.  Turning in place gave me a 360 degree view of the furthest tree lines which, as I understood it, were the *boundaries of his domain.

He put in a lot of work to make the oak woods his home.  As we work on our little 25 of the original acres, I wonder at the strength and stamina of a man who built a home of hewn logs, on the furthest west bit of territory he could find.  It seems hard for us to imagine now, that this place was the wild west in the early 1800s.

He lived here a long time and we now have the honor of refurbishing his legacy.  Do you see the green tin roofs in the last photo? The trees follow the little creek that is our east property boundary.  That is our Farmlet home in the Freedom Hills, of Alabama.  So much history!

I will share more history of our area as I discover it.

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*I was able to locate by plat number the area in which he settled, but sadly, his recorded deed history was lost in a fire in the late 1800s.  😦