Friday, August 28, 2015

Real

Ahhh, the first smell of wood smoke. Fall is in the air after an overnight low of 47.  

Up on the big hill, classes began in the Ivory Tower. Even if I didn't know this by looking at the calendar, the general lack of parking at Wegmans and the long lines at the only full serve gas station in town told me it was time.

It's been more than two weeks since we made the decision to leave FOUND. Most of our antique inventory has been sold. Our garage is full of Marmalade Mercantile merchandise and our house is finally starting to look like normal people live here again. 

Earlier this week we took a tape measure and some spray paint out to the property next to the garage and began to imagine a possible footprint for our barn. 

Our next big adventure is suddenly starting to feel real.

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