This is our home. We are not renting, passing through, or living here temporarily. Just as Aaron cares deeply about the land, what we plant, and how we grow everything, I care about every single nook and cranny in this house – and how they are filled.
What is now a charming-on-the-outside//gutted-on-the-inside structure was originally the outdoor kitchen for our house. For anyone who hasn’t been to Minnesota during the summer, it gets hot and excessively humid – enough to have the cook kicked out the front door in an effort to not make a hot-house even hotter while preparing dinner.
It’s been five days, and I still wake up every morning feeling like I am in a dream Airbnb (ignoring all of the boxes, of course).