Today marks our one year anniversary of living in Wisconsin. It's gone by in a flash and I know that sounds so predictable, but today when I sat and thought about everything we've experienced, the work we've done on the house and all of the people we've met, I really can't believe it! We moved in and two days later it snowed like crazy.
We met some fabulous people who have been so good to us for no reason other than they are nice and know we are the newbies.
This picture is terrible, but it's the only one I've got!
We remodeled some rooms. We painted. And painted. And are still painting.
Anthony got to spend Christmas with his extended family in Chicagoland for the first time in 35 years.
We spent so much more time with some of our lifelong friends.
We lost our little Priscilla, but were happy that she got to be here even if for just a bit.
We had lots of visitors. We made most of them stand by our giant tree, just to look up at it and grasp its enormity.
We watched cows in our pasture, brand new calves with their mothers and listened to them mooing while in our bed at night.
We watched Gialla turn into a farm dog, meet some cows and run around like a maniac.
We picked strawberries and dandelions, made a few attempts at canning and fell in love with all of the flowers at our place.
We experienced all four seasons. We bought eggs and sweet corn from our neighbors. We went to an alpaca shearing.
We planted flowers, fruit trees and actually grew our very own apples.
We sat on our front deck and watched the fireflies, had cocktails with friends and played Uno.
We went to flea markets, dairy breakfasts, beekeeper club meetings and fish fries. And to fairs, auctions, antique stores, farmers markets and bluegrass festivals.
We tested the waters on Delavan and Lauderdale Lakes. Anthony finally got his own fishing boat.
Anthony found a few softball teams to play on. And broke his nose.
We started working on some of the outbuildings. We are still procrastinating working on those.
We started numerous projects. We are still working on numerous projects. We probably always will be.
We got our first real farm animals.
We still get weird looks when we tell people that we moved here from Las Vegas. "Why would you move HERE?" "Have you ever been through a winter?" But you can look at all of these pictures and I know I don't have to explain why we live here. Not one bit.
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