At the homestead

I finally got to see the farm where my grandfather grew up. It was about a two hour ride into the country. His sister still lives at the farm, but about a year ago the house burned and a new house was built. The barn and other out buildings were there and there were few neighbors as far as you could see.
I miss the quiet of the country. If there was any sort of economy there I could be persuaded into moving... tomorrow.