Maybe it’s not meant to be…

The moment I stepped foot onto Summit View Farm I felt home. Let’s back up to a week prior. My husband and I had just put the kids down to bed. I walked into our bedroom to find him on his stomach on our bed, scrolling through some pictures on his iPad. He said “hey,…

The backstory

For over 13 years my husband, Dan, and I have talked about the day we would own a farm. If you know my husband, it’s no surprise. He grew up on a farm, raising Hampshire pigs and Black Angus cattle. He often reminisces about the days when baby pigs would climb on his lap grunting and…