18 acres in northeast Olympia, just a stone's throw from the tidal waters of Woodard Bay. The land had long been neglected; her pastures a sea of grass taller than me, forests choked by underbrush, blackberry brambles overtaking the abandoned barn, the old farm house slated for demolition.
We wondered at the potential of this place. We wondered what it might have been, a long time ago, when it was loved. And as we took it all in, walked the forests, found the old cattle tags in the barn, listened to the calling of hawks and eagles returning from meal time on the Bay, we were overcome by the sense that this land was waiting.
So much more to come!
Of course this is only the beginning. Growing as much of our own food as possible has been of utmost importance to Nathan and I as long as we have been together, and so we begin with what we know. Much of what's to come will be completely new learning experiences for us, and so we will do our best to pace ourselves; one day at a time.