In the depth of the Ozarks farmlands in southern Missouri, lost in the pages of time, rests the remains of a small home. Not much is left now but a few stone foundations, and a row of flowers, making it possible to see where the house was once stood.
The current residents are not from this area and know not it's history. They gave me and my boyfriend Mike permission to hunt if the location would be undisclosed.
The land must look much as it did to those who came here to farm; it was covered with growth and strewn with rock. It reminded me of a scene from a book I'm presently reading "Blessed are the Peacemakers" by Joe W. Smith, a local author.
I was hesitant to hunt because of its overgrowth and lack of signals, so I decided to dig them all. My AT Pro went right to work finding some nice relics of horse shoes, and an old button, and a few nails. Then I dug an 1855 seated lady, in good shape. My first one! Thank you Garrett !!
The current residents are not from this area and know not it's history. They gave me and my boyfriend Mike permission to hunt if the location would be undisclosed.
The land must look much as it did to those who came here to farm; it was covered with growth and strewn with rock. It reminded me of a scene from a book I'm presently reading "Blessed are the Peacemakers" by Joe W. Smith, a local author.
I was hesitant to hunt because of its overgrowth and lack of signals, so I decided to dig them all. My AT Pro went right to work finding some nice relics of horse shoes, and an old button, and a few nails. Then I dug an 1855 seated lady, in good shape. My first one! Thank you Garrett !!
..Thanks for sharing .....JJ
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