Spazzy likes laying on his back in the sun on the upstairs landing. It's tough to be a farmhouse cat.
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Bill and JoAnna's excellent adventure living in and restoring an 1856 Italianate farmhouse in rural Indiana.
Saw-whet Manor (12/07)
While searching for their first home, Bill and JoAnna visited an old, brick farmhouse and discovered a Saw-whet owl living in the front porch. At that moment, they knew they would buy the house.
This is a photographic reenactment of that event:
This is a photographic reenactment of that event:
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