|HOW THE FARM HAPPENED...
about your Proprietoress.
Deer Isle Bridge
Sledding on pristine snow
New house in progress...
In June of 2001 I left New York City and moved permanently to Deer Isle, an island off the Maine coast. I had purchased a summer home there in 1986 and soon discovered that I really, really wanted to live in Maine. So in 1994, after much thought about what I could “do” to earn a living on this somewhat remote island, I purchased a ramshackle old Victorian inn. The Inn was, in a word, an utter disaster. After a complete renovation/reconfiguration, the Inn on the Harbor is now a very lovely place. Built out over Stonington Harbor with magical views of the outer islands, the Windjammers, the lobstering fleet and Penobscot Bay, the Inn has become a favorite destination for many visitors year round.
Then – one winter weekend a few years ago, I was invited to go “up north” snowmobiling. Once I experienced the vastness and beauty of the Great North Woods, I was hooked. First came a lake house on Upper Shin Pond in Mt. Chase, at the northern entrance of Baxter State Park. And one glorious winter day, I ventured down a local snowmobile club trail and emerged from the woods into one of the most breathtaking places I had seen in Maine. Straight ahead was mile high Mt. Katahdin and the nearby mountain ranges. There was not a house in sight, just rolling fields with hedgerows and layers of low hills leading up to the mountains. I felt as though I were standing in a magnificent snow painting. I did not know I was actually standing in the back 50 acres of a 170 acre farm that just happened to be for sale….. Ohhhh, boy.
So after yet another complete reconfiguration/renovation, the original circa 1890 farmhouse located at the front of the farm has been transformed into two lovely duplex vacation apartments for you to enjoy. “Mountain Glory Farm” was born.
And the back 50 acres? Well, my new house now stands right on the spot where I popped out of the woods. Who says dreams can’t come true? After all, didn’t someone say of Maine that it’s “the way Life is supposed to be” or something like that.....
Christina Shipps January, 2006