In everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose...in our latest season, with only a vague plan and a touch of creativity, we're off on another adventure. Half of this twosome is retired; my half will probably never know what that means. I promise to share.
|Sold the first day|
What a whirlwind these last few weeks have been. Bittersweet. With only half of us here, the farm isn't a farm, and selling it just seems right. As for the whirlwind...Frank and I have been trippin’ through fields, painting, cleaning, and completing all the repairs we should’ve tackled
long before now. We met with two realtors and chose Karen Riley, a
delightful woman who was born and raised in Prescott, but has lived in Paulden
|All spruced up|
We must’ve chosen correctly because in the first 48 hours she listed the farm, we had three offers. We weren’t ready for that! Thinking it would take at least a couple of months to sell, we really had no plan on
where we would move. And we
still don’t know. We’ve been too busy to look.
|Lizards are fat this year|
We still need to sell the tractor.
Today we have the home inspection and the well inspection. Next
week will be the
termite inspection and the following week the septic gets pumped. July 7th
is the expected closing date. Looks like it will be quite a fourth of July for
|A fruit tree from the sucker I planted in 2012|
|Really big tomato plant the first year|
Sharing some pictures from now and then. I’ll have to let you know just where we’ll be trippin’ to next…when we know!
|Hollyhock by front door|
|The only cactus on the property|