The CBC Radio did a very poignant radio show on Sat May 25th on DNTO about how going home to recapture the old is not going to happen. I was on my way back to my home in Toronto. I had just left my parent’s home in Guelph and had been visiting our old home just the week before. Here are some of the photos.
My parents left this place in 2002. The city has kept it empty. Vandals broke windows – original windows from when it was built in 1860. They put a new roof on it last year. Last year they decided to sell it – no one has bought it. Inside it has 10″ wide cedar floors and tall windows and large open spaces. It would have needed lots of work and now with the veranda falling down I’m not sure anyone wants the headache. I remember sweeping the veranda every day – full of brown bats by the way. The bats kept the bugs down – being right next to a spring.
The original Orchards are gone and the fruit tress my parents planted in 1967 are in bad shape. The Lilac trees which reached up to my bedroom, now cover the windows.
I spent many summer days swimming in the pond – taking my horse for swims as well. It is still there and the trees and shrubs are almost hiding the house now.
You can see the worn out roadway at the old farm and the well-kept one at the new farm. It may seem strange to you who don’t know this land – as all the farms are the same age and my family has worked them since the early 1800’s. Here are the dogs off on their adventure to the old farm. The New farm is just south of the Old Farm – the land flows downwards so the new place looks down to the old and the city of Guelph.