Making room.

This is less post and more statement. The land shall heretoforth be referred to as "Land." Just Land. When Jer left the house tonight to wrap the faucets at the property, 2 nights after another trip out there to put out hay, and approximately 7 days after patching holes in the driveway with piles of rock - I threw up my hands and announced that CLEARLY, there are officially three of us here in the relationship. You've got the original family (Jer. Myself.) but now -- there is Land. Not sure why it took so long for us to realize this thing was as living and breathing a creature as any other. Except bigger. And super high maintenance. That fickle b*%$h. But a happy Land is a happy couple (triple?), so it's definitely worth all the back and forth.

Family picture: The donkeys pose with Land.