Sand Plum Cottage

The farmhouse was built in 1922. She's a little old lady- creaking in the chilly mornings, beautifully aged and dutifully worn, with a winter's draft that can't damper the warmth found within. Some mornings, when the silence falls heavy, you can hear her stories of time decayed and child grown tall. Arriving back at the farmhouse cottage is a sort of coming home for me.  It boarders the South end of my parents property of 60 acres, land which encompasses my entire childhood, adolescence and which became my landing place over many years of seasonal trial and error and the building of my tiny house home.  When I was three, my parents moved us into what I now call the cottage, a one story house built in 1922 with wood burning stove, lofted ceilings, sloping wood floors, no running water and an outhouse,  which my Dad was very disappointed to discover the sellers had loaded up and taken with them upon completion of the sale. For the first few months of settling there, I exper