which starts to take it's own unique shape, and a life of it's own.

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Add in the laughter of children, the wonder of horses, and the growing desire to return to ways that our grandparents lived.  Before long, a community begins to breathe, the kids claim the trees and the chickens all have names.  Horses step over lambs and toddlers and everyone has dirt and the smell of sunshine all over them.

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The worries and the voices fade away when feet find soil and hands find manes and humans are 'being' instead of 'doing'.

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Welcome to our home.

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Tony, Sonya, Broghan, Miya & Cooper

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