And since you've seen the cow, I present to you now....The Barn. My stepmother took an absolutely gorgeous picture of it at sunrise and looking at it makes me temporarily forget about the part where living in it means sawdust everywhere. And, for the heck of it, we also have a photo of my temporary digs parked inside the barn (with bonus Spot the dog).




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Ten minutes to drive to the nearest small store, and going into town is a whole thing. I am getting used to it, but having lived in major suburbs or cities all my life it is...odd.