It’s tempting not to leave this cosy spot, but another draw of this house is its location. Despite being set on 6 acres of its own land, it’s surprisingly accessible, and getting to the charming coastal town of Oban takes just 10 minutes by car through beautiful views of the Scottish Highlands. We embrace the beach in April and explore the street on foot before hopping on a boat to neighbouring Scottish islands, spotting seals on the way and stopping for fish and chips to warm our bones.
Back at the house we spend our mornings in pyjamas and wellies, crunching through the leaves to spot red squirrels, and in the evenings we laze by the fire, rolling down the projector-screen in the living room for movie night before heading upstairs to bed where the cloak of natural darkness (no light pollution this far into the Scottish countryside) and deep, deep silence set the tone for the most restorative sleep any of us have had in months.
Home Farm is a place with soul, and one that, once stumbled upon, feels like a treasure find. Just ask its closest neighbours, the nesting barn owls who live in a hut on the roof, and who can be spotted on the property’s integrated ‘owl-cam’. They look pretty content to me, and if I were them, I’d settle for life here, too.
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