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It felt primitive, what we were doing...taking part in something time tested and true. I wasn't mending clothing and he wasn't stoking a fire, but we were building a family life together, working to create something that we hoped would take root in the new dirt we found ourselves on.

We are the raw material of this mill; the farm has taken us in and is slowly turning us wild.

I’ve always imagined living close to nature on a grander scale. The suburbs became stifling.  As our dreams grew bigger, our lot grew smaller.