A Visit to Stone Gate Farm

I’ll be brief: my neighbors rock. They share conversations, lend us tools, help on patio renovations, plow the drive, and now they’ve even let me come over to photograph their red barns in the snow…and all I do is share baked goods as a thank you. They must think their neighbors do not rock. More treats must be in order.

The other night on Facebook, I unceremoniously invited myself over to their place. To Gary: “I meant to send you an email earlier about pics…as in, can I come over and take snowy photos of your barn?” His reply: “Any time Heather, no invitation is ever needed…!” See? They are awesome. I suited up at noon and walked over for lunch…which you might think would give road crews enough time to clear the road. Nope. Snow pants and boots were in order.


I traipsed down their driveway for a few shots, slogged out through the snow for some more, and then crossed into the pines on the edge of the property for a couple more. Satisfied, I waved to Jill (had I known she was home, I would’ve happily chatted), and returned home for a bite.

The day was so spectacular though, that I soon found myself back in my snow gear for the four miles around the block – this time having waited long enough for the plow. The surface wasn’t too bad, but I was regularly pelted by tufts of snow blowing out of the trees. As I crested the last rise, Gary pulled up beside me in his truck. When he asked if I had stopped by, I replied that I had, but that I’d be back since the light was better.

I stayed home for the rest of the day, finishing up the work I had left to go walking. After dinner we took a quick drive, but I wasn’t camera-compelled until sunset. Sunset! We had one! We’re seeing these more often now – perhaps spring is on the way…though it didn’t look much like it as I trudged through deep snow for the pictures. It was worth it πŸ˜‰

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10 thoughts on “A Visit to Stone Gate Farm

    • No other place I’ve lived (which includes places between 500 and 1,800 miles south of here) has felt more like home. We absolutely love it here. I like to think it shows in my photos.
      That transformation will be a while in coming. I suspect that after this weekend (end of my Michigan ski season), I will tire of the cold and be ready for slowly-arriving warmer weather.

  1. Your neighbors are the coolest. And so is there barn. I *strangely* liked your pic of your legs and boots in snow. Listening to the song YMCA in a coffee shop in Houghton just now. Just thought you’d want to know that.

    • I was so amused at the amount of snow out there that I felt like I just *had* to share a photo of it πŸ™‚
      And of COURSE I needed to know about YMCA. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had that song in my head this afternoon. Hope you’re enjoying your coffee! I haven’t had one since Sunday, and I’m missing my favorite coffee shop.

  2. How cool! I have had a standing invitation to photograph the barns down on the family farm in Ann Arbor for years…and I think about it from time to time. I live about an hour away and they work weekends…so I have never just DONE it. It’s the farm my Mom grew up on and the barns I played in when I was a kid. I just need to get there. Thanks for the push.

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