Life is something that has to be discovered, explored, and contemplated. It seems way to easy for us as human beings to lose sight of this. Often we get caught up in the hub-ubb of trying to find successes, but what is success? For me it is the ability to do what I want to do with my life, follow my passions, to stay close with friends and family, and to someday have a family of my own. I guess I don’t so much want to follow the cultural ideal that most Americans seem to idealize on television and other media. I have always loved the country and the feeling of being close to the natural world. I have always searched for a way to preserve my connection to nature and the physical world. People just don’t touch, smell, see, or taste things anymore. These things are what makes life beautiful and interesting. All of these things culminate in my master plan. My family has owned land in beautiful Nova Scotia since the revolutionary war. It was awarded to us because we were British loyalists. Those lobster backs were good for something after all! This land sits surrounded by reservation land and the ocean. I have never been there, but having recently learned that it will be placed in my care at some point and I have gained a lot of enthusiasm. I want this land to be a place that could work for me and my family as well as be somewhere that friends, family, and maybe some guests could come to relax, love, laugh, eat great food, and connect. What I mean when I say I want the land to work for me is; I would love to start a vineyard. I have done some small preliminary research about vineyards, wine making, and Nova Scotia’s’ growth seasons and vineyard traditions. This would be a dream, one that seems far away at this point but one that will be recognized. A beautiful house designed by me sitting on acres of land surrounded by nothing and the ocean. Glimpses of grape vines twisting and gripping long stone walls and iron gates. So this is how I start. The finish…who knows? So hopefully you can bare with me and maybe even help me along.
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