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A while back Florida Cracker had asked me about the lay of my land and such and so I have been trying to get some images together that would show the basics. Now, I have some survey drawings that I want to do some sketching on to show the house and spring locations and garden and such but I'm having trouble coming up with enough time to mess with that right now. So, for now, you get this image from Google Earth. It was taken right after the land had been cleared for the house but before much of any construction. You can see the little yellow stick pin is the general location of the house. I own roughly 19 acres and the majority of my land is to the right of the house. Waaay to the right you see some clearing; that is a small subdivision that my land borders on. Waaay up at the top is a small brown rectangle; that is part of Fred's land. The winding path off to the left and up is my driveway.
You can't really tell, but this whole area is basically a valley with my land ranging from flatland with two creeks to steep, rocky hillsides. I wouldn't really say mountainsides but it is fairly high if you go up to the highest point of my land. You can see over into the next valley anyway.

So, as you can see, I am fairly secluded. I like it that way myself but it seems to bother some people. Many wonder if I am afraid to stay back here by myself and such. Well, no; I've been on my own so long I guess I have gotten used to it. Plus, Smith and Wesson keep me company and I have no qualms about using them. Most people out this way realize it is a very bad idea to drive down a road in the country that you cannot see the end of. Good way to get your head blown off. So, I rarely get anybody back here I don't know.
I am very protective of my land and really don't go around telling people a lot of what I have. There's lots of men these days that would like to get their hands on a bunch of land and a woman to wait on them to boot. Fred is afraid that I'm going to let some guy marry me and then he'll take my land. I've been around way too long and seen too much for that crap. Even if the Switchman himself came to me on bended knee, professing his undying love and devotion and begging my hand in marriage, even that man would sign a helluva pre-nup. My Mama didn't raise no fool.
In fact, I've become so disgruntled and fed up with sissy and insincere men of late that I have recently realized that that long, winding driveway would be a good way to weed them out. Sort of like a gauntlet. I'm still working out the details but it involves incendiary, flying snapping turtles and man-eating attack goats. Of course, I have to make sure and not get the fainting goats. I don't think having the whole herd pass out and go belly up would strike the level of fear that I would be hoping for.