All good farms have a junk pile.
Tucked behind the barn sits a gathering of old tools, machine parts, and remnants of discarded equipment. These piles tell a story of memories and histories, of who you are and where you have been. This collection links generations of farmers to a piece of shared land and stays with the land and a succession of owners who contribute to the collection of odd machine parts, old equipment and discarded but never forgotten stories. My dad's history is buried in the center of the junk pile. He has a mental image of how it looked during his reign on the farm.