farmhouse *

In 1934, the old farmhouse was the last to go.

Even if we had to stop at the next farmhouse.

The woman had moved into the big old farmhouse a year ago and they'd taken to talking at night.

A few minutes later they came out on the other side, near a small white farmhouse.

It is like a farmhouse might have been 200 years ago.

Following this, the house became little more than a farmhouse.

It has been a farmhouse for the last 300 years.

That was the real reason she'd come out to the farmhouse, she knew.

The farmhouse sat on a lot of open land and far back from the county road.

Then she let herself out of the farmhouse, and started to walk.

They were sitting in the living room of the farmhouse.

"But I've always wanted to live in an old country farmhouse."

He went back to the farmhouse kitchen and made more.

"Come morning we'll all get together at the farmhouse and talk this thing over."

I told him about the farmhouse and said I'd be okay.

"Why did you go to the women in the farmhouse?"

He could make out the original farmhouse in the center.

Not that there was so much as a farmhouse in evidence here.

There used to be an old farmhouse here, on this lot.

Yet, there was but that one light in the little farmhouse.

He had come to visit the old man in the farmhouse.

This must have been a farmhouse once upon a time.

She followed him into the single large room which made up ground floor of the farmhouse.

The farmhouse system would pick it up in a moment.