For future reference:
I found an art. By Bev Bevilacqua, "The Hay Rake".
http://thefineartprintgallery.com/product_info.php?products_id=789

I wish to BOB I knew how to get to Mrs Davis' old house. Because her house was old like this, and she had a hay rake just like this in the lower yard. She had an awesome house. It must have been a Victorian. There was the parlour, where we weren't allowed to go, with the embroidered footstools. And then the back of the parlour, where the small tv was, and she would play the Gennie James version of The Secret Garden over and over and over again. There was a fabulous staircase that wound around not quite in a spiral, as it had landings, and I'm sure the house had a proper attic. I don't think I went upstairs much at all- maybe some day she was watching us and I got ill or was deathly tired or something.

She had a little fisherman dude in the kitchen with a weight hanging off the fishing line, so that if you tugged on the weight *just* right, he'd bob there gently, forever catching fish. But I could never quite get it, and he'd always be falling off the shelf, and she'd be yelling. We'd help her in her garden, and wash and peel vegetables in the sink, and wander around the yard and adventure just a little bit into the woods. She'd take us for walks back there sometimes, and we'd learn what ladyslippers, princess pine, mint, and huckleberries all looked like.

A couple times she walked us down to the farm nearby that had horses. They had Mom's horse that she'd given up when she started having kids. Copper was his name. Her husband, Wayne, had turned their shed into a painting studio. Mom still has one of his paintings- three pigs on a red-brick background. Kinda OpArt, for an old dude. They had another shed, that was so close to the house, only the cat could squeeze between them. And I learned that cats use their whiskers to see if a space will be wide enough to accommodate them.

Man, she seemed super-old at the time, but she was probably only 60 or so at the time- as old as my mom is now. That's nuts.