Closing the gap between the past and the present starts now.

I’ve spent the past two winters being a farmer; one that went through the daily motion of morning and evening chores, caring for new born animals in frigid temperatures and feeding the wood stove every day.

…and I loved every single minute of it!

Then life took a turn and I needed to start saying goodbye to that life style. All for the better, I say. The farm went up for sale and the SOLD sign went up just after two months. It all came as a shock! I was expecting to spend a third winter there and properly say good bye to everything and everyone.

In just three years I was able to connect with so many people. I had help at my finger tips. I made friends from sources I didn’t expect. Our little farm was featured in the county magazine and my story about leaving the city could be found on their website.

…I made roots in that place.

A couple of months ago I moved back to the city and snatched a great job opportunity. Come New Year, the little farm would have new owners and I would only travel that way to visit past neighbours and friends. It’s all bitter-sweet, but I’ve learnt a lot along the way and experienced a piece of what it means to be walking in farmer boots.

Our past is what shapes us and molds us into becoming a better self for the future…

…but, for now, it’s time to live in the present.