vermont farm I can't stop thinking about my future house. My future life. In Missoula I realized I don't want to settle for good in Portland. I don't want to raise a child here. It is a little too big. There is simply too much going on. So much goodness that it is difficult to qualify anything. "Oh, that house is for sale. That beautiful house with a garden and fruit trees on yet another quiet tree-lined street." It is just as amazing as the next. The same could be said for music shows, art shows, and fashion events. I am finding myself not going out at all. The options are limitless! Spoiled? yes. But honest.

This property is in Vermont, across the road from Kenya's parents. This is where Kenya wants to land. 3 to 5 acres, half of which is a fenced field for goats/alpaca/sheep/llamas with a solar powered electric fence. A small stream runs along the southern part of the property. Rural Vermont might be a bit too small but I'm leaning in that direction. Any suggestions...

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