Our Story
This is what happened when we decided we didn’t want a garden-variety mid-life crisis.
Our foundation does as kids. L-R are Dru, Jetty, Luna and Opie,
The sunset one evening as I drove to the store
The view from the front yard. On a clear day, we can see the Tetons
Our Jersey Bull when he was a wee calf. His name is Red and he’s a BIG boy now
One of our many chickens, and the only one with a name. Meet Scooter-Roo.
It all started when my sister called and asked how interested we’d be in selling our house. She knew we’d become tired of living in a neighborhood, in a rapidly growing area of town. I said, “Find us something we’ll like better and we’ll consider it.” Five minutes later I got an emailed listing. Seven minutes later, the boys and I were on our way across town to look at what would become our entertainment, our hard work, our possibilities and our comfort all in one place. We moved in just over a month later. I’d say “… and the rest is history”, but we’re still writing our story.