One more thing in the pot.....

The land next door to us that just recently came up for sale. We were offered the first right of refusal. We looked at this land back in 1999, when we first started our land hunt. They weren't ready to sell at the time and we just happened to land this farm lease right next door to it about five years ago...been in contact with the owners next door since about building up the pasture and making arrangements for a hay contract.
This hillside is like a holy place. From the top of it is a fine view of Mount Mansfeild and the Green Mountains. The way the wind blows from the top of it, you'd think She was whispering secrets directly to your heart.
I don't know that we can NOT try to buy this land. I just don't know how to survive the juggle it'll entail. This little strip of river valley where I live has become home and I feel like I'm a part of the cycles here already, the hidden waterfalls in the woods, the geese migrations. I've watched Ella grow up under the canopy of it's hillsides. The farm we lease will likely never come up for sale and in order to stay where we are, this land is possibly the only option and definately the preferred option.
Wish us luck. It might mean diving headfirst into another building project, in which case, I'll need all the support we can get. But if it works out and we end up calling this place home, something will have surely clicked in the universe. Something in the cosmos will have aligned for us.

I just copied and pasted this old post here.

We found out last night that the owners of the land

next door are accepting our offer. One hundred and twenty acres.

We meet with a realtor on Saturday about selling

the land we own up the road.

Deep breath.