In the Venn diagram of my life, there would be one circle for my family, one circle for my romantic relationship, and the only sliver of overlap would be me. Perhaps as a way to protect the weirdness and charms of both parties, I’ve always preferred to keep these circles rather distinct. Then I met the Urban Farmer.
Why must I hem and haw to remember the most minute detail of a story, even when it’s boring and tangential? Why are donuts so sacred? Why am I so competitive? Having fallen head over heels for that farmer fella, it was time for the ultimate vulnerability, time to explain so much about me- it was time for him to meet the Kogels. It was time for the Venn diagram to become one big, muddled pie chart.
This past Thanksgiving, the Urban Farmer, Julep and I hit the road. We were westward bound, en route to my parents’ new place in a tiny town in Iowa! Having a dog as a copilot can make for a few challenges (you mean I can’t take her to appreciate fine art museums?), but the challenge forced us to exercise at rest stops, and it led us to a dog-friendly, dream retreat in Wisconsin.
Our first destination on our Westward Wander was Milwaukee. “Milwaukee?” you might ask with a judgmental, squished face, but it was a convenient midpoint and the home of Growing Power Urban Farm (more on that later). Seeking a dog friendly place to lay our heads landed us in Helenville, a country town conveniently centered between Milwaukee and Madison. Thanks to AirBnB, we found the most gracious hosts in Ashley and Jordan, and Julep found her new happy spot.
The loft was simultaneously spacious and cozy, with so many personal details like this wall of instruments, which made the Urban Farmer’s eyes go all big and googly like a cartoon character.
Beyond the cozy loft with its bright skylights and tall windows, was this idyllic, snowy countryside. We had arrived late at night, but the morning revealed the type of peaceful property that makes me question whether I do in fact belong in a city.
After hours in the car, Julep burst onto that snowy property with a constant smile. We had all found our happy place.
Two nights at this dreamy retreat made me rethink the entire trip- should we just spend a whole week here? But alas, we were westward bound! Stay tuned for more recaps from our Westward wander (including food and farms), and if you’re ever in the Milwaukee/Madison area, do your soul a favor and stay at this gorgeous place!
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Ahhh..so, so sweet! 🙂 🙂
Beautiful spot! Don’t think I could sleep comfortably in that bed, but hey, what an adventure for those who can.
I initially fell asleep in the giant puff! But the bed was an adventure indeed!
This looks like a beautiful place! And as an Iowa girl, I hope your parents are loving it in Iowa! 🙂
They are loving their new Iowa life (though it’s not completely new to them- they lived there before my time). My dad is especially fond of the local donut shop. 🙂