"Magic." A word I love - and it does exist.
About seven years ago, my husband and I began driving to Northern Michigan to drop our sons off at camp. The first year, we stayed in hotels and only explored a little. The second year we took them to camp, we decided to bring our camper and stay for a week too. Then we decided to buy a small piece of land to camp on. That began our wandering journey.
While looking for a place to buy, we drove past an old farmhouse where a sign nailed to a tree caught my husband's eye: "10 acres for sale." When I saw the house and three outbuildings, I didn't think we could afford it, so we didn't make the call for details.
The following year, we dropped the boys at camp and drove around since we still needed to get a campsite. We didn't have GPS, so we'd turn down random roads and find ourselves driving past the old farmhouse again.
This time we stopped.
Janette greeted us by saying the property was her parent's farm. The property had been Don and Jeannie Culver's dream, and she told us stories about how they had built it. She hadn't sold the farm yet because she hadn't found buyers she felt would love it as much as they had, but instantly felt like we belonged there. Even though we had no idea how we would come up with the money for a down payment, we felt we belonged there too.
The money found us in the form of an unexpected check from a life policy, almost the exact amount needed to buy the farm.
We learned that Janette's cousin, Jeremy Culver, is a screenwriter and producer. He has a Lifetime movie he wrote with his sister Morgen called An Evergreen Christmas. It starred his fiance - now his wife - Charlene Chlossey, and the late Naomi Judd.
A credit at the end of An Evergreen Christmas says, "For Mr. Don Culver, our very own Christmas tree farmer." Janette's cousins would visit the farm when they were young, and Jeremy has said he loosely wrote the movie about the property. The kids even had a "secret field" referenced in the film.
We also learned that when Janette's sister, Juanita, had been murdered by her husband at Pictured Rocks, Don had planted grapes in her honor. He died before he saw them come to fruition, but they were in full bloom that first summer we lived on the farm. We made wine and named it Juanita's Wine. I ordered wine bottle labels with her photo on them and planted a flower garden in her honor. When Janette visits, she says her parents would be happy we're here, and when the butterflies follow me around the farm, I can almost feel their presence.
For the first several years, we traveled to the farm whenever we could. My husband came more often than I did so he could work on the farmhouse while I ran my business and kept the kid's school schedule. I enjoy home remodeling work too, so between that and being surrounded by bean and corn fields in Illinois - knowing he had the better view - I was jealous more than a few times.
The house is still a work in progress, but we love it. Jamie would get bored without his projects, and watching the house transform has been amazing.
Time slows down in Michigan. With Bear Lake just down the road, Lake Michigan shoreline minutes away, and all the beautiful acreage to roam on the farm - it's magical.
3 Comments
Oct 2, 2023, 8:14:07 PM
Deb - Beautifully written 👏 ❤️. I have watched the whole transformation and it has been a beautiful journey. So glad to call you my friend ❤️
Aug 18, 2023, 5:45:50 AM
Stephanie Nelson - Thanks for reading, Darrin!
Aug 10, 2023, 7:37:20 AM
Darrin York - Thanks for sharing!! I love what you have done