Kirsten Antony at Edge Real Estate Services

08/14/2025

Open House 8-18-25
12:00-2:00

08/13/2025

NEW LISTING: 3 Bedroom 2 Bathroom One Level Home in Farmington $360,000

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Proudly Marketed by: Kirsten Antony REALTORS® with Edge Real Estate Services

08/01/2025

Check out Bob’s new listing!

NEW LISTING: 4 Bedrooms 2 Bathrooms single family home located on a Pond in Eagan $415,000

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Proudly Marketed by: Bob Cason REALTOR® with Edge Real Estate Services

07/12/2025

Updated Country Home on 12+ Acres near Farmington/ Vermillion.
Great opportunity for country living. Contact Brianne Lawrence or myself for a private showing!

ML # 6748436 – Welcome to your dream country farmhouse, beautifully situated on 12.44 acres of pristine land in convenient location. This charming home features a large addition completed in 2010, s...

05/08/2025

Thank you Teachers!!! You are true Heroes in the community ❤️👩‍🏫

I say we blame it on the teachers…

They’ve overstepped so many boundaries.

I mean, there’s a lot that goes on within the confines of the classroom that the outside world just doesn’t get to see. So many hidden agendas.

But today I’d like to pull back the curtain a bit.
I want to give you a glimpse of my experience.
And maybe it will give you space to share yours:

I’ll start with Mrs. P.
She was my sophomore year English teacher.
She gave me a near failing grade first term.
Me - a straight A student!
She was known to be ruthless in her pursuit of education
I was ready to drop her class before I started.
I tried to drop it after the D.
She said no.
I couldn’t stand her for it!
But… she made stay.
Lured me in with crazy ideas.
Made me stay long enough to teach me to fall in love with reading
Love REALLY reading.
And showed me the power of
Every
Word
So yes, let’s blame her.

Another one was Mrs. C.
1st grade.
I lost my Grampa.
Cried like a baby.
I wasn’t a baby.
I was 7!
Teachers shouldn’t hold any child above the others. But that day, she made me a priority
She held me. The way I needed to be held.
She took me aside and brought me into the lunchroom with the other teachers. And they all held me.Tears in their eyes.
Let’s blame her too.

Then was Mr. M.
7th grade science.
My family couldn’t afford the group field trip at that time.
Financial troubles
I was embarrassed.
So he turned to scheming
He worked behind the scenes to find the funds to make it happen for me.
Quietly. Diligently.
With none the wiser, I was able to attend one of the greatest middle school trips.
Let’s blame him as well.

I also blame Mrs. P.
6th grade English.
She was a spitfire.
Animated to the point of annoyance.
She asked me to read my poem out loud.
OUT LOUD.
In front of people.
Really?
How dare she push that boundary?
I hated every minute of it.
Until I didn’t
She’s the one who let me know I had a voice.
Even when I wanted to sink into the background.
Man, we should blame her.

I blame Mr. M.
High school art.
I wasn’t an artist.
I was a wannabe.
He took my unsteady hand and showed me the ability I had in my fingertips.
I wasn’t any good.
And really, I wasn’t.
But he didn’t see me as an artist.
He saw me as a person.
This teacher.
Saw. Me. As. A. Person.
And gave me a place to express myself even though I wasn’t great at it.
Let’s blame him… blame him for letting me know that art doesn’t have to be perfect, or even beautiful, to be art.

In college there was Mr. R.
He made us read books that were banned.
The audacity!
He showed us words that came from underrepresented worlds we didn’t even know existed
They told stories from hidden places
Horrible, beautiful, real places.
With words that would turn
our grandmas in their graves
But unearthed all voices that were silenced
He’s to blame
For my craving to dig into
The uncomfortable truths

And I blame Mr. B.
Senior year English.
He made us write in a daily journal.
And we shared a lot in those journals.
I didn’t think it was important.
Until he shared with me a page from my high school boyfriend's journal.
A sweet entry about us.
He gave it to me after he died
Mr. B. cried with me as I read it.

So many teachers cried with me that year.

Blame them all too…

And now I can’t help but blame my kids’ teachers.

The kindergarten teachers that held my baby’s hand when he was too anxious to let mine go.

The middle school teachers who noticed classmates being hurtful and offered guidance and grace to help her persevere.

The high school teachers who reached out when something feels amiss.
Something beyond academics.
Touchy, personal,
Real life

Yes, let’s blame the teachers.
With all their scheming.
All their hidden agendas.

All for students.
All for the kids.
Their kids.

We must blame them.
For making us recognize ourselves as more than a scantron receipt of numbers.
For making us believe we are more than a grade.
For making us understand there are people out there who truly care.
About us.
About our kids.

Let’s blame teachers.
For overstepping
In all the best ways
For making us… who we are today.

And hope they take this blame
with the same honor
As I hold it in my heart for them.

Thank you, Teach…
For all I’ve learned
About life
That I might not have learned without you.
I’ll blame the teachers ♥️

04/24/2025

Do you know someone searching for a townhome in Apple Valley?? Send them my way!

Open House Saturday 12-2 🏡

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01/13/2025

Congratulations Realtor of the Year Brianne Lawrence! Proud to have your support as my Broker and Mentor!
Thank you for always listening and sharing your knowledge!! 🎉

Brianne Lawrence has been a steadfast leader during one of the most challenging periods for our association. Following the unexpected passing of our CEO early in 2024, she stepped up without hesitation providing crucial support to SPAAR staff and industry leaders, ensuring stability, clarity, and direction during an incredibly difficult transition.

In addition to her leadership within SPAAR, she has been a passionate advocate for small and medium-sized brokers. Amid the significant industry changes brought about by the recent lawsuit, she has gone above and beyond to support her peers. Brianne has organized numerous free meetings, facilitating discussions with key industry leaders to provide guidance and practical solutions. Her dedication to fostering collaboration and ensuring the success of others reflects the true spirit of leadership.

Her remarkable career spans over two decades, with her role as REALTOR® and Broker-Owner showcasing her consistent drive to help others succeed. Her commitment to lifelong learning, combined with her passion for community service and family, continues to inspire those around her.

A longtime member of SPAAR, Brianne has served in numerous leadership roles, including on the Board of Directors, the Executive Committee, and as President of the REALTORS® Charitable Foundation in 2021. She is a 2017 Leadership SPAAR graduate and the recipient of the Rising Star Award in 2020, further underscoring her dedication to our profession.

We celebrate her resilience, vision, and unwavering commitment to the real estate community.

Congratulations, Brianne Lawrence!

01/10/2025

New Listing! Contact Brianne Lawrence or myself for a showing!

09/12/2024

Today, we pause to remember the events of September 11, 2001—a day that changed our world forever. As we reflect on the lives lost, the heroes who emerged, and the resilience of our communities, let us honor the memories of those who were affected.

9/11 serves as a reminder of the strength we find in unity during times of tragedy. It is a day to celebrate the courage of first responders, the compassion of strangers who helped one another, and the spirit of hope that continues to inspire us.

Let us carry forward the lessons of empathy and solidarity, ensuring that we never forget the sacrifices made that day. Together, we can foster a world built on peace and understanding.