Farm Adventures.

Scott Family Farm Knee Hill Valley Alberta



Barn still standing. Isn't she a beauty.

Hello! Here I am once again sharing first of all some images of a time during my life which was filled with some of my fondest childhood memories and adventures.

When I was inspired to write some about these blissful childhood moments I remember contacting my one cousin Clive to ask permission to share his photos so I could connect them with this story.

Thanks Clive your photos are so beautiful!



I believe this was part of the original barn structures on the farm. Just look at the red and grey weathered wood that of which is so appreciated by some today.


One of the many acres of land owned by The Scott Family...ask me how much I miss these open fields and blue skies.

Photographs have a special way of having our minds journey back to specific memories, and man oh man the memories come flooding back to a much simpler time in my life whenever these photos are viewed. A happy time where Kathryn (my twin) and I felt some family roots for the first time ever. This was the area where my Mom was born and raised during the Great Depression. I presently recall a story my Mom used to share from her childhood of how herself and her family ate during some of their hard times. "When we served our meals we were raised to be grateful for what we had to eat. We often had bacon and eggs for breakfast, eggs and bacon for lunch and bacon and eggs for supper." They were considered to be more fortunate then some families during this time. Stories like this one our Mom shared with us usually when Kathryn or I would complain about any food that crossed our table. Thanks Mom, your personal sense of humor was always appreciated especially now that you have passed away!

Old Farm Truck

memory overload

grain truck

The old farm trucks pictured here were brand new at one time and I do believe the GMC was the first set of wheels I ever drove.

This story goes something like this.

I think it had to have been our cousin Pamela who invited Kathryn and I along for a ride in this truck. Each of us had their turn behind the wheel. How especially exciting it was to have this first time adventure of driving, where were the adults, no where to be seen as this was a private adventure we shared for many years.. Pamela being the oldest had experience driving but never a 5 speed, so when it was her turn to drive she flipped the old GMC into gear, after leaving I'm sure parts of the transmission on the ground, floored it and there we were flying across the farm yard in reverse. Kathryn, Pamela and I were laughing so hard, so much so Pam peed her pants. Yup she did, sorry Pamela I just had to share this part. After the truck was parked we made a bee line to the barn to somehow dry Pam's pants so her Mom especially would not find out, besides the fact that the teasing from all cousins would have been brutal.

There are more stories I would like to share but this entry ended up being delayed due to some unscheduled green house work and I want to post this sometime today.
Here's to the awesome memories that are yet so clear in my mind as some of the best times ever.

The End of story #1

Farm livin is the place to be!

PEACE OUT!!! Patty J.