An afternoon of driving around, running errands, shopping at Farmers Market, and so on. Saw that the huge tree on the corner of Fourth and I is being trimmed; branches were hanging out into the street. Nearly got caught in rain again while walking home from 103. And so it goes.
About midway through high school, the family moved to a different county, acquiring a farm in the hills near the tiny community of Magnolia. Then a second farm two or three miles away was added to the holdings, this one located near a creek that flowed through a valley. I drove to Iowa in the fall of 1974 from Los Angeles, slowly meandering along off-interstate, secondary roads the whole way (the Land Rover was capable of almost 55 mph downhill, sometimes) and I wanted to photograph as I went (haven’t found those negatives yet). Then I left the Land Rover parked in an Iowa shed after a few days and flew off to other easterly destinations for a time.
Magnolia? More here and here, but not much. Be skeptical of statements like that from epodunk.com, describing Magnolia as “a city in Harrison County, in the Omaha-Council Bluffs metro area.” Magnolia is a tiny village in a strikingly and absolutely rural area, at least 40 or 50 miles from Omaha or Council Bluffs. The nearest “city” is Logan, county seat with population of about 1500.
Bonus photograph: I found this lo-res snapshot from about 1961 or ’62 of my 1939 Ford Deluxe Coupe (then equipped with Oldsmobile V8 and running gear, tuck & roll upholstery, and oversize BFGoodrichs on the rear), parked in front of the lower Magnolia farm house garage. Note that the tree on the right side of the photo is the same tree that appears at the left hand of the frame in the “Lower Farm” photo above which shows resting cattle with the Land Rover at right foreground.