Oxon Hill Farm
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Not on my original list but when I went to add its stamp in my National Park Passport book, it fell into the DC region, so I decided to put it here.
My drive here required time on the DC beltway so I was a little concerned about running into traffic. As I neared my exit, more sign about approaching construction zones appeared and my mind started calculating the mileage. I knew that it would be close. I saw the sign for my exit and the stopped cars almost the same time. However, luck was on my side; my exit was off of the local route and the back-up traffic was on the express side.
Off the freeway I made one or two turns and ended up in the parking lot for Oxon Hill Farm. For several centuries these acres were cultivated, first as large private plantations, then smaller farms, and finally as therapy for patients at a hospital.
My journey took me along a dirt road past the lonely dairy barn and a few cars. Once at the main part of the farm, I made sure to stamp my book in the visitor center and glance at the few exhibits. Back outside I watched the poultry for a few minutes, having missed the earlier egg collecting. Some chickens were free ranging while the turkey was kept in a pen. Although I walked past the goat and sheep enclosure, I did not see any animals.
The main house was not open but I did walk up to the front door to check. A wagon path curved down the hill behind the house and I followed it for a while. At times I could see the city of Alexandria in the distance or a low flying plane bound for Reagan would cross the sky.
Back towards the farm I noticed the draft horses huddled under the little shade in their enclosure. The pigs next door seemed much happier, rolling in the mud. I paused in a low-roofed barn to look at an exhibit on grain. My last animal spotting of the door was the chubby rabbit in his (or her) outdoor cage.