It had always been our dream to return to Maine, the playground of our youth. Both of us secretly dreamed that someday, we would stop punching a time clock and we would live on our own little piece of land. In July of 2009, we went back for a family reunion. When we returned to Missouri, we found ourselves sad and very homesick.
The Farm
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
The countdown
So we spent almost a week at the farm in early May. We drove from Missouri to Maine in the jeep with Jay and the four dogs. Jay was very well behaved, barely a complete. The dogs behaved perfectly. We were tired when we arrived Sunday evening. Took a quick tour by lantern light, since it was late, we pretty much went right to bed. The next morning was sunny and bright, we woke up at 7 am, no alarm or anything. Since we had no food or anything, we went out to breakfast. We picked up cleaning supplies, water (did I mention no water as well as no electric) . We straightened up a little, explored a lot. The place has so much promise.
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