My one-hundred-year-old farmhouse sits on a quiet country lane just outside of a sleepy southern town. My back porch offers a view of green pastures and the Milky Way. Walk through the pasture down to the creek, and on the way, you might see my British White cattle herd or my American Guinea Hogs. Sit on the porch to star gaze.
Life is truly simple at my farm. With slow country internet that costs an arm and a leg, I am unable to share that with you. Plan on using your phone as hotspot.