Homeward Bound

It has been over four years since we moved to Idaho. I love the state. Idaho is blessed with an unbelievable amount of water, gorgeous country, endless farms and barns and wonderful people. In fact, what I  love most about Idaho are the incredibly nice people. I am going to miss them.

By some wacky fortune (this is a tale in itself, which I may tell someday), we are moving back to Nevada and not just anywhere in Nevada, but right back where we started from–Smith Valley. We are moving to the Plymouth Ranch, a historic ranch that has ties to some of my relatives. There are two houses on the property, one the original structure, a large home that has served well, but is ready for some love and a facelift and a smaller home that is move-in ready. There are also some really cool, old outbuildings, a big barn that I call the horse barn, a large brick shop, an old feed mill complete with silos, corrals and some smaller outbuildings that have much potential.

Our current home in Idaho turned out to be much more of a fixer than we realized and as I type, our contractors are finishing up the master bath remodel. I guess what I am trying to say is that the fixer-upper process is far from ending, it is starting all over again. There is so much to do that it is a bit overwhelming, not to mention the packing up and moving part.

If you have been following the blog, I had some technical issues and fell off my blog horse for over a week, but I am getting back into the saddle and hope to keep at it in spite of moving, holidays, etc. I plan on keeping you posted on our progress on the ranch and the great big move.