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Frank and Nellie sold the family farm and brought a secluded cottage in the woods where they can live sustainably, focus on their relationship and start a family of their own.

The wedding was soon over and they were back on the farm, tending to the gardens and livestock in preparation for the dreaded winter season...

Before long, it was autumn. The other seasons passed like train in the hillside, leaving behind only a faint memory that they had been there. But autumn lingered. Leaves nonchalantly glided onto the earths welcoming floor. The rustic aroma of rotting tree litter mixed with rich soil felt like home. Their home. Nellie took joy tending to the lavender crop, it’s soft perfume drifting in the air. She felt calm. The crop had been successful, albeit, they lost a few in the beginning due to the wild fauna. After harvest, they would have enough money for a small wedding and then some. Maybe they would finally start a family. Just maybe.

Taking a risk, she scooped it up and it nuzzled into her warm sweater. She named it Boots. And Boots would come to play a huge part in her life.

The apple orchard at harvest time.  🍎

Front entrance to the farm house.

Magic is all around us. Don’t you ever feel as if you are drawn to a certain person or maybe a certain place. For us, the person was each other and the place was the orchard...