The old farmstead was empty.
Carmen Barnett curled up on the window seat and watched from the bay window as the sun cast its first rays on the farmstead below.
He drove the surrey to the old farmstead and they discussed how the house and outbuildings could be restored to make a dude ranch.
It overlooks the farmstead, doesn't it?
She went to the window seat and stared past the old tree at the Farmstead, but it no longer beckoned.