The dream is alive. Now, it’s just a matter of choice. What view would I like best, from my kitchen window
Shall it be water and mountains Or a grove of white barked trees. With large rock outcroppings scattered in the distance
I think I’d like the water view from a covered porch, where I can sit and enjoy the evening air.
I’d like to make the most of passive thermal heating and cooling properties, so I’m going to have to figure out the lay of the land, North and South, East and West. The dream is for a green home that uses energy wisely. I like a woodsy, Asian, contemporary flair. It will be a Pacific Northwest Zen home, at one with the environment and the family. So many things to consider, but oh! The possibilities!
The clock is ticking, but I’m not sure when we can take those steps and boldly go forth and immerse ourselves in Rural America. Mr. Gadget’s heart isn’t there yet. But I’m working on him.
For now, this piece of paradise is ours. It’s a step. A leap, in fact.