Somewhere out there

Where I’m coming from that’s never possible. Unless you inherited it from your great parents or uncles, the possibility of having a farm was scarce. You pay for land, the barn house, the barn, phone line, municipal water, electricity, etc, as same as you were to buy a new house in the city.

Nick, after many years, travelling around the world finalizing snd closing business deals with some of the best manufacturers of a big food snd hotel chain, decided it was time to invest in a cottage, to relax himself and keep him away from the everyday hassles that the world of food service brings. For Anne, his newly wed wife it was a new place where to scape from the busy streets and noise polluting cars. They both loved nature. Nick, an active advocate for the environment, had always wanted to purchase a piece of land where he could, government approved, set up

50 million tree program. The Government happily approved and welcomed him in to the program. He was so proud he was accepted into the program. He felt that little amount amount of land was to help clean the air. Every little step we take to help have a cleaner sit, it goes a long way.

The land Nick and Anne purchased was 39 minutes away from cottage country. But from we lived it eas like 1 hour snd 30 minutes drive. To get out of the busy loud streets and polluted air, it eas necessary to drive away that much to finally get to paradise.

One day the approval came, and the happy couple drove away to finalize the sale. The land already had a little pond, a barn and a little house. The little house needed some improvements, but it was feasible and affordable. The small road to get in was a bit rough and the neighbours where quite a bit distanced. Couple of months later, when the ok was given by the city to rebuilt, cleaning of the area around the house was needed. The little house already had electricity and water services, it required to have a better layout and since it was a one 3 rooms home, it needed some re-done and updates.

The rest of the land, included a little pond and a small forest. Right across the road our nearest neighbour also had a small pond and a double the size of our forest. We didn’t mind. We were happy with our little find.

Demolition of the small house came to a close and the building of the new one started. It had more windows, a split 2 floor rooms, a master and a sa all with a balcony. A small kitchen was ok. Enough to accommodate as stove and a small fridge. As far as a dining table, a sink and somewhere to sit early mornings and enjoy the sunrise will be amazing.

New design plans where created and approved, a new house was about to be built. We decided to keep part of the original house, so some building materials were re-purposed. This new European style farm house looked cute. But something needed a refresher: the old barn the property came with. Still had the original red painted wall on the front and sides. Yes it had that Amish feeling to it. A windmill happily ran by the rising and warming winds coming from the nearby hills that formed part of the peninsula.

The clear deep blue sky made the old colourful farm stand against the clear blue sky. As well as the house, it needed some refreshing. Some wild life already made part of the old barn their permanent house. Some farm owls, and Blue Jays loved to have their summer sweet home stabling there when spring came, and their breeding season starts. We were told by the owner that there were like 2 families always came back to the red barn for breeding season. We also found rattle snakes, porcupines and wild turkeys, that sporadically showed up on fall season.

One night were woken up by a weird walking noise- like a group of dogs ran by and decided to stop for a quick break from their night travelling. We later know those animals we heard running by were wolves.

Our new neighbour Keith updated us about our passing by visitors and elusive friends. Deer also came to visit us. It was like u ser over Santa’s helpers were coming to check up on us during their off duty working time.

For me the barn was like a little Pandora’s box. Fulle of surprises and things to discover, every day was s new chapter to catch. And I was falling behind. In the inside still had the stables in good shape.

The little shed on the side quickly became the ‘working shed’ where we kept all the working tools. Every now snd then garden snakes will come to visit us. Chipmunks will come from after the vicinity trees to accompany us before sunset. As it is now, we would’ve loved to come back to enjoy the visit of our old barn neighbours.

Unfortunately the province lockdown has not allowed us to come back and catch up with our closest neighbours.

Hopefully soon. The red old barn will be there.

The red old barn has survived two storms and one tornado that luckily changed course south of the next town.