The grounds and house on this reservation are beautiful. This house was across the street from the farm. We weren’t sure who lived in it but thought it might be occupied by caretakers. We walked down and wandered through their yard, made our way over to another barn and looked at the horses. It wasn’t until we walked back up the driveway that my Dad saw the sign that said “Private Property.” Oops! I don’t think anyone was upset that we trespassed. Someone drove down the driveway and even waved at us while we were walking around so we must have looked pretty friendly.