There’s a good chance that this home may look familiar to you.  I have been here 3 times now.  The first time I stumbled upon it with Makenna just as the sun was setting and I had one camera and one lens with me.  And honestly, the house creeped me out.  Makenna wouldn’t even get out of the Jeep.  A few months ago I went back for another look and made my way through knee high snow for a closer look.  The resident skunk let  me know that he was around by giving off his pungent aroma as a warning.  I went again this past weekend when I could wander around for some better shots.

I have to admit that I am slighting disappointed on the lack of history I can find!  I love the picture taking but I love the research too.  So, I can tell you that the first family to own this property was originally from Plymouth, England.  They came to Canada in 1850 then returned to England only to return again and settle in Ontario.

In 1890 John came West and chose this land as his farm.  He worked all summer and fall repeaing crops planted by earlier settlers.  Help walked from Souris to work the land in this area and grain was taken to Brandon by oxen or horses wherein the driver walked at least one way.

John returned to Ontario and in 1891 he married Mary-Ann.  They left for Manitoba on a colonial train, bringing with them a rail car load of lumber for a home and barn.  They also brought household furnishings, two cows and some horses.

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I’d like to think that this might be one of their carts, tucked away in the trees.  There are actually two there but the other one isn’t in as good condition as this one.

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The front of this home is very over grown and a good photograph is hard to get from any angle.  Its so overgrown in the front there just isn’t a good spot to get a shot without trees or branches.

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The second owner of this property,  PA being approximatley 47 years of age,  purchased this home and property with his wife.  Four short months later he died of a heart attack at the age of 47.  It is said that he lived a full life.  Born in Grigejewka, Russia in 1920, he moved to Manitoba with his parents at the age of 6.  He was only 11 years of age when his father passed away and at the age of 16 he and his mother took over the family farm.  He married in 1941.  purchased their own land in 1949.  They had 6 children.

He served on two school boards including the Turtle Mountain Scchool Division and was a member of the Gideon Organization for many years.

The back of the home is not as exciting and of course, this is where I can get the best shots.  I must admit that the open back door was very welcoming but aside from an old metal picnic like basket, there’s nothing inside to explore as the floor is caving in and is not at all safe.

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As I mentioned, the first time I set my eyes on this house, it kind of creeped me out.  I explored it alone this past weekend and I certainly did not get that feeling.  Its actually very peaceful and beautifully treed.  The back of the house was easily assessible with a large shop and off just into the field were two more outbuildings.  I’m sure this was a truly, beautiful home in its prime.

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The H family came to Manitoba in the Spring of 1890.  The family settled in the area, his wife and 6 children.  In 1900 one of his young sons married, during a double wedding ceremony, with his sister and both settled on different sections of this land.  The siblings lived out their lives farming as neighbors on this section of land in the heart of Boissevain-Morton.


The son played a role in the organizing of the East Lynne School District in 1904.  They belonged to the Ninga Methodist Church where Mrs. played the organ.

Water was always an issue on the farm.  Water was hauled in barrels from another section of land.


In fact, one year on a hot July day Mr. had been working hard for days breaking sod and took a drink from the nearby slough.  He ended up with typhoid fever and was bedridden for weeks.  Luckily his sister-in-law was a newly trained as a nurse and nursed him back to health.


In 1938 the government paid for a 120 foot long by 60 feet wide and 14 feet deep well.  The farm never saw a dry day after that.


They were kind and generous people who in 1931 adopted a six year old boy.  The boy was only to stay with them for a couple days.  He became an integral part of their family.  He joined the World War II and returned home in 1945.  He unlike his siblings moved to the Virden area while the rest stayed in the area.


Mr. suffered a major heart attack in 1941 and was not able to work again.  He passed away in 1952.  Mrs. passed away in 1968 at 91 years of age.


Two of his children then took over the farm until 1971 when they passed on the farm to their Grandson.





I found this house a while back while cruising the back roads with my family.  I stopped for a  side of the shot and the intentions to get home and find the land owner.



This farm has been in the family for many, many years.  This family originated in 1824 after an 11 week voyage from Scotland.  In 1890 they decided to head to Manitoba.

A family of five was raised in this home and they farmed this quarter section and a half section across the road.  The only son of this family still owns and farms this land.

The home is starting to show its age and had significant damage in the kitchen area from the top floor.  There was also a soft spot in the kitchen which we avoided on the way out.


Here is the view out of one of their living room windows.  It was very smoky the day Reg and I went out shooting so a lot of our pictures that day weren’t optimal.


Each room had a different wallpaper.  Leading up the stairs the wood was lined with newspaper which I am assuming was used as insulation.  Reg made his way upstairs which was not the most stable second floor that we have entered.  He ventured up alone but knowing Reg he got some amazing photos out of those upstairs windows.


Many of the homes we’ve entered in the last month have had shoes inside.  Some have also still had the old rotary telephone.  For some reason I love this.


I really enjoyed this home.  It is a popular spot for other abandoned seekers in the area who do a lot of night shooting.  I knew they were there by the little battery operated lights scattered throughout the main floor of the house.


On our way out of this house I had a squishy step.  I stepped back to see that I had stepped on a 2×4, although thinking back I don’t think it was that wide, which was suspended over a hole.  Reg ventured over to see what the hole was about but didn’t offer me much feedback.  What I don’t know can’t hurt me right?  Regardless, I was skitish for the rest of the day.