One Day I Know There'll Be A Place Called Home

I went to town today to collect boxes...that's right, the packing can begin.

I don't know where we're going, exactly, or what we'll do once we get there. But I know I love being a farmer, I love growing food and feeding people, I love working outside and getting dirty. And I love Brenden and i want to find a situation that makes us both happy..

I know that we can find a place for us.

But it starts with boxes.




 

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