05/07/2021
After that initial conversation of deciding to move back to Maine, we didn’t know the when or exactly what would determine the why to the when. But shortly thereafter, that plan came to us. Getting ready one brisk Brooklyn morning in late Fall 2017, I burst into the kitchen. With a toothbrush slurring my words I managed to get out, “Jay, I’ve got a crazy idea!!!” In normal, cool, yet optimistically cautious-of-Jordan’s-crazy-ideas-Jay openly exclaimed, “Hit me with it.” “What if instead of paying to rent a barn venue for our wedding someday (we were not engaged at the time, but spoke of these dreams openly and often); we instead put that money towards making our own venue... in the mountains... of Maine... where we can build a business and life together!” Thinking he would immediately shut that crazy morning concoction down, to my delight Jay enthusiastically replied, “that’s not crazy at all. We could totally do that!” Reinvigorated at the thought of a new challenge to conquer, a new chapter to expand ourselves in, the seed was firmly planted. That conversation was all it took. Shortly following it, we decided we would leave the city when our lease was up that very July of 2018. Now to find the parcel of land that would make this vision a reality. By Jay’s 39th birthday in the Spring of ‘18, our trips home become dedicated to squeezing in land scouting from New Sharon to Eustis, Maine. It was out there...we just hadn’t found it yet.
