Once upon a time, I dreamed of having a farmhouse. with a warm inviting lived-in kitchen and a picket fence and a swing with an apple orchard and a red barn, of course! and land for heart and foot to roam. animals and children were a must! Perhaps a few goats! And once upon a time, that dream came true. (With a lot of work, of course. And a few compromises....) It has been so healing. Welcome to our little Wilde Farm. The studio of the barn in process! The weaving studio at rest. welcome to the old farmhouse, where all the doors stick! I love the goats! (But in my dream I never cleaned poop.) Our fairy in the magic fern circle.