chickens and sky

so then there's this...
It's something that, like traveling, I won't get excited about until I step foot on the property... but. I am starting to voice it-
Scott and Terry have given me care-taking of the house and land out sycamore road for the next 8 years.
I will have a 4 bed 3 bath 'house' (we built it from two trailers way back when), and 4 acres to myself and Maggie, for minimal rent and utilities.
It is heated with a woodstove.
It has a little greenhouse.
I can have my chickens.
It is on well water.
It abuts forest land.
It is my most favorite place on earth.

I am in shock.

I am excited for it.

I want it all to hurry up and happen.

We are waiting to see when the renters that the current care takers put in are moving out. Then, Josh an I will go out and see the land, assess the house and make sure all things are livable. Depending on time and weather I will split my time between my current rental and the new house, riding out the lease while I get the new house ready.

I have wanted this house for all of my life, and not because of some materialistic 'this house is so beautiful' idea... because it is home, because I am in love with the land, because I am in love with the sky. This is home, and it is where I learned what family is. This place has a feel, and a smell to it.. of home. A scent that a few times over the course of the time I have been away I have gotten whiffs of and it has brought my soul great peace... from thousands of miles away.

and now, even though I don't want to get excited because of the fear of it not happening, I get to go home.. I get my own home, for 8 springs, 8 winters, 8 birthdays and Yule seasons...
..... and chickens. I get to have chickens.
I will finally be able to put my appothecary back together, and get all of my supplies back. I will carve spoons and have a potters wheel and kiln. I will teach and grow food.
Magic will be in it's correct place.....