Memory Lane

For whatever blog reader may not know this…Whitney and I met in Junior High.  Whitney now lives in the house she grew up in while I moved north.  I don't get to our home town much and it's changed a lot.  Every house on my old street has been torn down and an enormous mansion is in it's place.  

Except for my old house.

This weekend I asked Whitney to do a drive by. It's looks the same only GREENER.  

We live on the far side.  The landlords lived in the near side.

We went to another childhood landmark - Volante's Farm.  This was where we would buy corn out of a bin a little hut.  Now it's a farm emporium!  With it's own cafe area and outdoor seating!

Mom, did you know how much it's changed??

Shopping for dinner.

Even Whitney's house has been updated - the blue addition on the right was added on a few years ago to expand the kitchen and give them a larger family room

The addition from the front.

Inside the addition.  They created such a great new space. 

This area was the old kitchen.

Of course, I really love the old space.  Whitney's daughter Julia was nice enough to give up her room for us.  That meant we were sleeping in Whitney's old room - where I spent many many weekend and summer nights in my teens.  That's even the same brass bed.  

There's a Bill original hanging in the dining room.
(We had steak and salmon for dinner along with lots of veggies from the farm)

Whitney loves trees.  We talked a lot about trees because they have a lot of them.

They are currently renovating the carriage house for Whitney's mom to move in.  
(Mom, if I had a carriage house I would renovate it for you.  Right now all we have is a crumbling garage that we use in the fire pit when we run out of kindling. )