We never intended on moving, or making a drastic change to our lives, and that's usually how these kinds of adventures begin
Fourteen years ago we bought our first house. Since then its been a blur of careers and children and pets and projects and holidays and life. We were content to stay, our 'forever' home.
And yet.
A feeling of restlessness growing steadily, of 'maybe there's something else for us...' .
And there was.
And it was beyond our wildest dreams.
Along the banks of the Grand River, situated in the small, sleepy village of Lamont, we found a house that tugged at both of us immediately. Built in 1870, it's one of Lamont's 'ladies'. The house has been neglected and needs a lot of work, and we're looking at years of renovations ahead of us. I'm starting this blog so we have a place to record our progress, as well as share the ups and downs of living in a house that's 146 years old. A new adventure awaits us and we can't wait to get started!
