Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls. I bought a house. More specifically, I bought a “hobby” farm with a farmhouse and a kitchen house. The kitchen house has an upstairs, main floor and basement and it is all Isaiah’s home. I have acres. Acres. I have chickens. Fresh eggs daily. I have a pasture! My house has a red roof and its green.
This. This happened. And down the road is a gorgeous covered bridge that is about 30 years older than my 130 year old farmhouse. I have a creeks, woods, barns.
And now I must name this slice of mine. (Giant grin)
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