We've been on a farm now for a little over a week right outside Santa Barbara. Also passed through a place called Ventura. A lot like California since there's mostly agriculture farming all around. There's orange field's, almond tree's, tangerine field's, and rice farming near the ocean. The farm we're on has 2 horses, a dog, lots of cats, and lots of chickens. The lady here built up her homestead by hand a long time ago. It has a main house and another living courtiers attached to a farm stable with a kitchen and hang out room, and a pool for the summer time.
We worked on chopping up wood for the winter, organizing a super packed shed, made two new doors for the shed, and made a new handle for a axe. A big storm came through so most of the days it rained and it's pretty dang cold at night. Lucky for us we had a rocket stove in our room to keep us cozy. At first it was going great here then everything turned. The lady is very depressed here and after asking us to watch her farm one day, the next she's been very rude to us. She never has thanked us for our hard work and only complains. It all makes sense now why all her helpers leave. Definitely not good at communication or community. All her negativity has taken a toll on our family and we're leaving here tomorrow on Joe's birthday. We haven't had a shower for over a week, no hot water to wash up with, all of our clothes are filthy with no laundry, and limited wifi for she is passed out all the time so we couldn't use it anyway. Definitely can't wait to get off this farm. Funny how we go from the best host ever, Imme to the worst host. Onto new adventures tomorrow.
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