n the spring of 2001, my husband and I stayed at the Triangle Ranch B&B on the eastern edge of the Badlands in South Dakota. The Bad River wraps through the property, and in the morning we could hear wild turkeys nesting in the cottonwoods. Newborn calves and cows in various stages of mothering dotted the near-by pasture. The hosts, Lyndy and Kenny Ireland, live in a house that Lyndy’s great-grandfather ordered as a kit from the Sears catalogue in the early 1900’s. He traveled overland 45 miles to meet the nearest train and offloaded dozens of pallets onto wagons. With so little lumber available on the treeless plains, mail order houses were not uncommon, but this was no ordinary house. It was a two-story foursquare design—as high as it was wide as it was deep. The interior had prairie school elements: brick fireplace, hardwood floors, leaded glass in the sun room, oak woodwork, built-in bookcases, a wide bay window. Upstairs, four bedrooms and an indoor bath. Sears offered different designs for the outside façade, and Lyndy’s ancestors chose the Alhambra, a stucco exterior with an elaborate scalloped header named after the Spanish fortress in Granada.
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