Last year I found a stone wall. The wall runs down to a creek. I figured water and a boundry , there has gotta be an old residence somewhere about. I believe I found it.

This area looks to have been a farm at one time. The wide flat farm field is now a Baseball field. Where the mowed grass ends, thick brush has taken over and the stone wall is just inside the brush. A little further in is a squareish looking depression with what looks like a stone foundation.

The problem is I had to crawl on hands and knees to get to the cellar hole. The brush is that bad. I have a large breed dog and he was having difficulty getting around. This is one of those places where a rabbit wouldn't go.

I am not as young as I once was... When does a feller decide to give up?