Farm
Hunt No Further for the Complete Equestrian Environment
By Deborah Salomon • Photographs By John Gessner
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f ever a homestead told a life story, Full Cry Farm is it. Correction: Life stories, because Irene and Mike Russell have lived several. His life may have followed the bridle path but hers veers off into pottery, nursing, mega-entertaining and running 90 marathons. They raised two children in a 1,100-square-foot apartment over the horse barn, then built a house so organically hued the beechwood clapboards fade into the pine forest; then a guest house for Mike’s mother; then a studio for Irene. Inside, if every horse, hound and fox in paintings and photographs, on figurines and fabrics, dishes and books, lamps and cushions raised a voice, the cacophony would be heard the length of Young’s Road. Mike, a laid-back Joint Master for the Moore County Hounds, runs Full Cry Farm — a boarding, training and sales facility. Irene, possessing more
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