Life can be funny sometimes. With the right attitude it can be funny ALL the time. A few years ago (now 5 years, yikes!) we left California and ended up in the last place we thought we would ever be … West bum jazz Maine (right next door to the ‘middle of nowhere New England.’) When we started East we had no idea where we were going or what we would do when we got there. We didn’t even plan a travel route cross country. We figured we would head North and turn right sometime before we hit Canada. Our only goal was to put the boys first and try live simply, surrounded by the things we love.
We awoke in 2014 still very much ourselves, but now taking care of: a small pack of dogs, a larger flock of chickens, a flock of ducks, one ninja-like cat, one traumatized guinea fowl, a ball python named Spider, a breaded dragon referred to only as Mr. Lizard AND two sheep. Add two little boys a couple days every week and you have our chaotic little homestead. Recently we decided to rededicate our efforts and the way we live, in the hope that we can become better connected with the land and truly put our family first. Guided by the seasons, we hope to explore the simple skills and rewarding crafts that most have forgotten.
Sometimes you have to leave everything behind to start over in the direction you have always needed to go.