This is the view I remember most from growing up.  This is a potato field in bloom.

Just around the bend are more farms.  This is a dairy farm and the field is planted with Cow Corn.  You can eat it if you want to, but it's better left for the cows.

I managed to catch my father at home.  He's retired these days and works a few odd jobs.  When he's at home, he's usually out in his workshop . . .

. . . working on this: a scale model of the USS Constitution.  If you look carefully, I laid a pen up against the main mast so you can get an idea of the size.

Dad's been working on this for years.  Everything is hand crafted.  The cannon are machine lathed one at a time.  Each is positioned on the deck with pulleys and artillery paraphernalia surrounding it.  Below decks have cargo and ballast and hand-hewn beams.  The stairways, hatches, decks, doors are all painstakingly detailed and authentic.   And of course, once he put the upper decks on, all that detail was covered up.  You can only see it by peeking in the port holes or cannon ports.  He left only this one opening so you could look into one of the decks.

The copper plates that cover the Constitution's hull are replicated here.  This is not copper paint applied to a pattern, each one of these plates is an actual metal plate (cut out of a beer can) tacked onto the hull with tiny nails.  He told me it took him two years and 22,000 nails to finish the hull plates.  He's either insane, a genius or simply has too much time on his hands.