Earlier in the week, my mom and I went with my grandpa and his brother, Don, to see the farm where my great-grandmother grew up.
The barn was built by my great-great-grandfather. It's now home to this flock of white ducks.
Epic cobwebs inside the barn!
A rusty doorknob on the old hen house.
Uncle Don and Grandad.
A very Nebraskan landscape. I think it's beautiful!