For the first 15 years that we were together, Christopher’s dream was to one day convert a barn on the farm into a house. The barn project took priority over everything – we were always saving money by not renovating our New York apartment or our Long Island summer house, and were spending money on surveys and plans for the barn that we had no immediate plans to live in other than the sum total of one month of the year we spent in England. As inspiring a building as it is, the whole thing made no sense to me. But then we moved to England. One of the fantasies we had in coming to that decision was that Christopher would finally have the chance to build the barn, and that would finally make sense if it were to be our primary dwelling. ..