We now live in a subdivision, but it is out in the county and in a beautiful area nestled between rolling hills. The area is known as Hardin Valley. We adopted this area for our homes 21 years ago. Our first cottage is located just a couple of miles away.
I don’t know the origin of the valley’s name, but it most likely is named after a long-time resident, similar to the country roads that crisscross the area. Of course, Marty is proud to mention that the old English word “hardin” means “valley of the hares.” Our former cottage and acreage proved to be a perfect habitat area for rabbits, so the name aptly fits.
Development has come slowly to Hardin Valley, but time marches on. The county’s population has expanded, and more houses are needed. It is a bit sad when we have to say goodbye to old homestead cottages, yet exciting when new homes are built.
A new little subdivision is going to be located eastward and down the big hill from us (on the other side of our woods and meandering creek). We won’t see it from our vantage point, but we will pass by when we venture out for errands. An abandoned cottage was located on the designated tract of land. As soon as the silt fences went up around the perimeter in October, I knew I had to act fast if I wanted to get any photos of the place.
It’s been several years since anybody lived there, so the house structure had fallen to a state of disrepair. Based on architectural style, it was probably built sometime in the early 1900s. The beautiful tree in the back yard was huge and grand.
The vent detail in the front of the house was damaged, but still charming.
Several old outbuildings were in the back of the property. I was always enchanted by this little garden shed, located on one side of the cottage.
The bulldozers got busy in November. It’s all history now, including the trees. And sometime in the next year or so, we’ll begin to welcome new neighbors to Hardin Valley.