A leap of faith...to Tahilla Farm

Photo by Joe Valentine of Notes from Juniper HIll

'I believe that there is a subtle magnetism in Nature, 
which, if we unconsciously yield to it, 
will direct us aright'

Henry David Thoreau

Leap of faith...

I recently followed the wise words of Henry David Thoreau
and made a decision..a leap of faith to be exact.
In October, I wrote that we were looking for a home in the USA..here
 I drove along the coast roads of Maine to the southwest corner 
of New Hampshire and found a house in each to ponder.
I took lots of photos and winged my way back to Vietnam
 to confer with Mr. H and to make a decision.

For lots of reason but mostly for that feeling 
you get when you just know...

 A gentlewoman's farm...

We chose an antique farmhouse in a small town 
in the Monadnock mountain region of New Hampshire.
I was told it is a gentleman's farm,
 one for pleasure rather than income.
For me it will always be a gentlewoman's farm, 
for that's what it was to the woman before me,
for many years. 

  Small towns...

This is a small town story that started with this blog.
In 2010, a lovely reader, Lisa, placed a comment 
for a surprise giveaway I was having on Collage of Life. 
To enter, readers had to answer a few questions about themselves.

Lisa wrote...

Coming to you from Vermont (home of the Trapp Family)
...Yes, the hills are alive!
I follow cashmerejeans, but also visit Collage of Life.
- My eyes are blue/green with flecks of brown.
- I love Fall.
- I rarely wear perfume.
- Last book was May Sarton- Plant Dreaming Deep 
and Jud Hale's Inside New England 
( I read two at a time, depending on the mood!)
- Last movie- The King's Speech
- Last CD- Nick Drake and another by Sam Bush

Our email trail into friendship began with this comment.
As luck would have it, she was one of the giveaway winners.
We wrote emails back and forth and along the way Lisa told me 
about a town in New Hampshire, where she once lived 
and longs to be again. She had me hooked from the start.

We corresponded the following year about small town life
 in New Hampshire and Vermont. She had a wealth of knowledge 
to draw upon for she has settled many people 
into new homes from her experience as a realtor. She has a genuine
desire to help people find the right fit and has a gift for it too.

The rewards are it's people... 

I grew up in a small town so I know all about it. 
It's a small world.
Lisa introduced me to Joe at Notes from Juniper Hill  
who happens to live close to Tahilla farm. 

Lisa wrote...

You would have to know Joe and his eye for detail and his 
humble ways, as his home and gardens are a true reflection of his soul.  
He would often stop by as I was in my garden and remark how beautiful it looked...

I wrote to Joe and he wrote back and another friendship was born.
The email trail into friendship continued.
 I also connected with his partner, Paula. 
For the past year we have all been writing back and forth, 
like the oldest of friends. I was thrilled when we were 
able to meet while I was house hunting. When I asked 
if they would mind having a second look at the house with me, 
they were happy to do so. As soon as we got to the property...
they felt what I felt.  I knew they would.

Team Tahilla..

When we decided to make an offer on the house, I asked for help.
 Paula recommended Jim, an attorney.
Jim recommended  Gary, a house inspector.  
Gary is now our property manager.
It was with the help of Lisa, 
her partner John, with Joe, Paula, Gary, Jim
and Jim's assistant, Tricia...that it evolved. 

My thanks...

With this come my thanks for the time and effort 
they all put into making our dream a reality. 
I had to put my faith in them for I could not be there. 
Lisa and John travelled three hours back and forth from Vermont, 
where they live, for every inspection, every appointment. 
Joe joined them on each occasion...along with Gary. 
Team Tahilla was in action, reporting to me on every front. 
Many of the photos were taken by Joe on his many trips to the house. 
He spotted the deer in the woods from the front of the house. 
Thoreau's subtle magnetism in nature at it's best.

Small town love...

Paula helped me to keep my sanity with her wit and charm 
and reports on activity in the region. Along the way I met Maude, 
who wrote to say that Joe had recommended Collage of Life to her
and she was pleased to know that I would be moving to town.
Hands and words stretching out across the sea..small town love.

To every story, there is a beginning...

This is our beginning for Tahilla Farm.
Down a dirt road...in the southwest corner of New Hampshire.
Where the birds sing, the trees reach to the sky...and silence is golden.
The first of many country chapters in the collage of life.


I want to thank you all for your words of encouragement
these past few months. When we moved to Vietnam in July, life was
full and it has continued to be ever since. My mind has been 
here there and everywhere with little time for blogging. 
I thank you kindly for your patience..I have been so remiss
in staying in touch. As much as I enjoyed 2012....I am ready for 2013. 

I will be back with more on Tahilla Farm.
There is lots more to share, stories to tell and most of all
I will need construction, decorating and gardening advice.
It will be a journey...
I am so glad you will be there with me! 

 A Christmas wish for a Christmas farm...

In case you are wondering what Tahilla stand for.
It is a place in County Kerry, Ireland.
I like to think it as two places, each one 
connecting at the end of a rainbow.
The pot of gold is sitting in New Hampshire.

Sending you blessed Irish wishes 
for a very Merry Christmas...

Jeanne xx

With thanks to Joe for many of the photos above.

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