Do you ever feel like you were born in the wrong time period? I do. I should have been living in the mid 1800's. Ever since I was a girl reading and watching Little House on the Prairie, I have wished it was me riding along in a covered wagon, making quilts, skipping off to a one-room schoolhouse and battling Nellie. As an adult, I long for a simpler life. I would love my own tiny farm, with a big garden and some chickens. Maybe some alpaca for the wool. No TV. More time. More quiet. Sustainability. Self-sufficiency. Sensing a theme? Oh, and the house above? Well, I can't really live in it. It's just way too small...
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