tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post4259611447909930697..comments2024-01-28T02:19:35.150-06:00Comments on Tales from the Coop Keeper: Homeward BoundJayme Goffin, The Coop Keeperhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16760868033826492236noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-62298743149918038562011-10-27T09:26:52.649-05:002011-10-27T09:26:52.649-05:00Beautiful post Jayme. Nice to know so many share m...Beautiful post Jayme. Nice to know so many share my feelings about old homes... I always think about all the feet that have walked where I have on our old farm, or other abandoned ones... I talk with my kids about the many families and children and civil war soldiers that have been out in our fields. Our creek is supposedly named for an old Indian who fished here and was buried near bye. I love local history and family stories. New subdivision homes where children n cows once roamed make me cry.<br />xo<br />LeslieLeslie @ Farm Fresh Funhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03970398718118889905noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-60822970152174555662011-10-26T11:28:05.846-05:002011-10-26T11:28:05.846-05:00Amazing photos! Old abandoned homes speak to me a...Amazing photos! Old abandoned homes speak to me as well. I always wonder "what happened" or "who lived there and what were their lives like" ? Old houses have many stories.nonohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02548534975441935725noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-17404134226989104372011-10-24T21:10:33.226-05:002011-10-24T21:10:33.226-05:00This post really touched me. Beautifully put. I,...This post really touched me. Beautifully put. I, too, love old, abandoned homes. I don't have the physical "homes" to return to anymore, but so grateful to still have them in my heart.janicehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08268334935823881036noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-46356297146113520212011-10-24T14:46:34.671-05:002011-10-24T14:46:34.671-05:00I've been visiting with family this weekend an...I've been visiting with family this weekend and sharing memories as we view photos from our childhood and we have been dealing with many of the same issues you mention. Home is different for each of us, but the desire to return to a loving safe place filled with loving family seems a fairly common wish. Old houses (those are great photos) and old family photos seem to want to share their stories. Thanks for listening and sharing!Callie Bradyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16379683295150396693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-90072366349086227202011-10-24T12:08:46.729-05:002011-10-24T12:08:46.729-05:00Jayme,
What a wonderful gift you have been bl...Jayme,<br /> What a wonderful gift you have been blessed with. I always<br />feel like I'm on the trip with you!<br />The photos were beautiful and the memories of "going home" remind me to be ever so grateful that I still have my parents and childhood home just next door. Thank you for sharing with us. Aprilatfarrarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10809339863988618939noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-65986175621503086232011-10-23T22:37:37.373-05:002011-10-23T22:37:37.373-05:00Hi Jayme. Ditto what everybody else said about old...Hi Jayme. Ditto what everybody else said about old houses. My "home place" is with my people - my loved ones. No matter where they go, no matter where they live, that's my home. We live in an old little farmhouse built back in the 30's. My momma and daddy and sister come here (thankfully they are still with me) and they say my house reminds them of "home". It's all done and furnished with old stuff. I have alot of things that my momma and daddy grew up with. I hope my kids will always think that home is where their loved ones are, too. That can never be taken from one's heart. You be careful on your trip!Vickiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07741431727993692456noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-1182980626698878202011-10-23T16:32:38.002-05:002011-10-23T16:32:38.002-05:00Jayne, your thought post reminded me of the movie ...Jayne, your thought post reminded me of the movie Under the Tuscan sun. The woman had her own journey into herself, while bringing back to like an old tired home. Only when she changed her thinking did the building become a home. <br />Interesting connection.<br />Juliejuleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07553714743110185893noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-65921369795445508332011-10-23T16:02:11.274-05:002011-10-23T16:02:11.274-05:00I completely understand your fascination with them...I completely understand your fascination with them. I often wonder the same things! I always wonder why they became abandoned and why no one ever took them over. Seems sad to me, of course I am the type that feel sorry for toys that aren't being played with, so maybe it's just a thing I have with inanimate objects! Lol! So happy for you and all your success! I hope you know how often I think of you and how you bring such joy in my ordinary life! You've inspired me- down 55 lbs!LL from KShttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11885748363359220099noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-23599398968850345662011-10-23T13:50:22.161-05:002011-10-23T13:50:22.161-05:00Hi Jayme, I thought of you when you said you were ...Hi Jayme, I thought of you when you said you were planning your trip and wondered how you would feel. I know you were close to Joplin and wondered if you would go there. I am so fortunate that my great-grandparent's home was not destroyed in the tornado. Even if I can't go inside it just knowing it's still there is something. So many people lost their homes and so much more on that day in May. I think we have much to be grateful for. I am grateful for our artist eyes and souls..............it is painful sometimes though. Peg in DecaturAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-55647345781446488842011-10-23T12:51:57.766-05:002011-10-23T12:51:57.766-05:00Me too! I love old, abandoned places. My mind be...Me too! I love old, abandoned places. My mind begins to wander... imagining the past stories that would be told if walls could talk!<br /><br />I hope you have a safe journey home home!Gone Countryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02044426675150865698noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-66641816996835953782011-10-23T12:41:43.378-05:002011-10-23T12:41:43.378-05:00Oh my I am so there at that first house!!! I mean...Oh my I am so there at that first house!!! I mean it.<br /><br />My husband would have to hold me back from going inside.<br /><br />I feel the same way!! :-)<br /><br />I feel the statements from your heart.<br /><br />Perfectly Melancholy. <br />Love CarissaCarissa Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07063546287896107179noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-59385441532424169382011-10-23T11:18:53.659-05:002011-10-23T11:18:53.659-05:00When you can no longer go "home", you fe...When you can no longer go "home", you feel untethered, like anything can blow you every which way. I missed my daddy when he died back in 1990, but I still had mama to hold onto, until 2007. After then, I was unloosed and it still takes some getting used to. <br /><br />Did you ever notice how empty houses deteriorate faster than occupied houses? It's strange how folks living there just seem to breathe life into the actual dwelling.Florida Farm Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14788091314337673170noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-44967314422526112372011-10-23T10:47:04.149-05:002011-10-23T10:47:04.149-05:00Love these photos! and what a beautifully written ...Love these photos! and what a beautifully written post. <br /><br /> As you know, we live in a very old home we re-claimed, as it was quite dilapidated. I often look at the old fireplace mantels and stones, the beams that hold it up.. and think of all the folks before us who may have leaned against them, depended on them as we do... <br /><br /> "Oh, if these old walls could talk".Karen thisoldhouse2.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03302171590212119499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-6600281636733262362011-10-23T09:11:08.037-05:002011-10-23T09:11:08.037-05:00Oooh, check out the old chippy red paint! I'l...Oooh, check out the old chippy red paint! I'll bet that house was a real looker back in the day, one that I would have sighed each time I drove by and wished I lived there. It's cute even now. :-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-10193716924400279352011-10-23T08:44:43.590-05:002011-10-23T08:44:43.590-05:00"You can never go home again" Thomas Wol..."You can never go home again" Thomas Wolfe, NC author wrote. Pretty true, I think. It's not the same once you leave. You can't go "back home" without remembering, reliving, rethinking the could have's, should have's, etc. You can't go home because "home" is where you are now.Debihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03580566645138790920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-81156124851083268322011-10-23T08:41:00.164-05:002011-10-23T08:41:00.164-05:00I too am a lover of the old and abandoned (one loo...I too am a lover of the old and abandoned (one look at my blog header and you'll see). I always have to stop and see and I too don't see the missing windows or crumbling structures but the *life* that used to be there!<br /><br />Blessings!<br />GailAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09253567615198041943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-52692490656640138902011-10-23T08:34:33.339-05:002011-10-23T08:34:33.339-05:00Have a safe trip. Blessings abound don't they...Have a safe trip. Blessings abound don't they. Good for your Jayme. Gorgeous old buildings.Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17480939903983271555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-12540390880511870612011-10-23T08:27:38.047-05:002011-10-23T08:27:38.047-05:00Jayme, I am so glad I read your posting this am, b...Jayme, I am so glad I read your posting this am, before I truly get going for the day. The photos are beautiful, and your thoughts are expressed so well, likewise. Safe travels and enjoy "home", wherever that may be. Thank you...TeenaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-18556928685146344342011-10-23T08:16:41.362-05:002011-10-23T08:16:41.362-05:00Jayme,
This reminds me much of the post (poem) I ...Jayme,<br /><br />This reminds me much of the post (poem) I did last year. http://fairfieldhousenj.com/2010/09/16/trespasses/<br /><br />I think our 'old homes' (as in going home) are carried inside us. <br /><br />Your Friend,<br />DeborahFairfield Househttp://fairfieldhousenj.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-63719881720591729152011-10-23T07:29:13.651-05:002011-10-23T07:29:13.651-05:00Such a poignant message . . . beautiful Jayme!
It ...Such a poignant message . . . beautiful Jayme!<br />It is comforting to know that there is someone else out there able to reminisce and reflect on the bitter and sweet of personal life and life of others. <br /><br />I too look at a house not lived in and reflect on what might have been . . .<br /><br />You have a "gift"!Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08723721131329150461noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-75105165274270819322011-10-23T07:24:19.676-05:002011-10-23T07:24:19.676-05:00I hear ya.....I too love old dilapidated empty hou...I hear ya.....I too love old dilapidated empty houses.<br />My mom lives with me, and when my dad died, the house was sold, so I can't go home, home. We just have to keep that place safe in our hearts.Hilaryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02528439226293446420noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-8167539107929118572011-10-23T06:20:50.589-05:002011-10-23T06:20:50.589-05:00Know that you are not alone in your feelings... we...Know that you are not alone in your feelings... we all long to be "home"- whatever that means to each one of us! Too, know that you are so blessed to be able to be so meaningful to Aaron and that you hold a very special bond in your heart with him- we don't always have to give BIRTH to be loved like a "mama"- and everyone can see the love for you that boychild has in his eyes for you! If you are ever driving through Kansas let me know- the little town (around 20 families)I live in is full of these old "full of life" empty houses! I am the same- I go for walks and imagine the families that once lived there and can hear the quilts being whipped in the wind- and often circle back around the block - just to get another peak in the window!! Good thing there are only 20 families in my town- because that means only 20 families think "I'm alittle coo-coo!!!" :0) Love the pics! And keep your head up- we will all on day be reunited with our love ones one fine day when we "go home"!! And what a celebration that will be!!<br />tanya.ruckman@yahoo.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-35597133020631780272011-10-23T05:56:21.154-05:002011-10-23T05:56:21.154-05:00It's nice to read that so many feel the same w...It's nice to read that so many feel the same way...what a beautiful post and photos. Like so many of those above, I've pulled over to sit and stare at empty homes. I've driven through overgrown driveways and even peeked inside some of those homes. I photographed one lovely old farmhouse...filled with beautiful old details, the hand-carved kind that no one puts on cookie cutter homes anymore...only to find it burned down days later. Call me silly, but I walked the remains,and found some architectural pieces to keep. I've stood on porch remains and envisioned the farmwife calling the family in for dinner. One old home was surrounded with blossoming lilacs...I gathered an armful. It seems a shame that these homes are left empty, when they could be the beginning of new memories for someone willing to give them a little love.Mary, Windy Meadows Farmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13601966760653278126noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-46427680337307673422011-10-23T05:05:50.697-05:002011-10-23T05:05:50.697-05:00I hear it too Jayme. I do. In those old, empty, a...I hear it too Jayme. I do. In those old, empty, abandoned homes, I can hear life.<br /><br />Cindy BeeBee Ladyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15818958787610823509noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1220470666707560125.post-45997823642793326322011-10-23T04:21:25.310-05:002011-10-23T04:21:25.310-05:00Very moving post!
I am at the stage of life of ...Very moving post! <br /><br />I am at the stage of life of having grown children and I almost felt guilty when we moved across the field to a new farm. I hope they still feel like this is coming home.<br />I will have to discuss it with them.<br /><br />I suspect it coming to Mom and Dad's is the real 'coming home'.<br /><br />You have a lot to share; you would be a wonderful Mother.gldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03645803822598151817noreply@blogger.com