I remember you arrived the summer that man walked on the moon. Boogie took the lead, cheeky and pink. Bubba minutes later, scrawny and blue, but together you made two. Twins. A special bond only twins can know. As the eldest sister with a twin of my own I knew all too well how close you would grow. But what I couldn’t know was how short your time would be both leaving this earth long before me. In the prime of your lives… within two years of each other. Off to explore new worlds forever brothers. Today is your birthday and I want to sing your birthday song and tell you how much I love and miss you, and in my heart, you both live on.
Happy birthday Scott and Todd ~ Lots of kisses from your big Sis
WooHoo! We finally made it to Timbuktu and slowwwwly but surely we’re adjusting to the pace of country life.
In case you missed my original post about our move to the country you can read it here. It includes pictures of the house, outbuildings, and property. But, as promised, it’s time for the insider’s tour!
Let’s start in the room that stole my heart…
The great room – that stone fireplace!
Love the high post and beam ceiling
More country kitchen
Yes, plywood cabinets are a thing in a country kitchen. Not my thing, but as hubby says, “they’re functional”. I foresee a DIY project in my future – dare I paint them?
So, what’s that under the breakfast bar, you ask? Good question. I thought it was a dishwasher. No such luck. It’s an oven. Where is the dishwasher? Yer looking at her! As for the stovetop, well…
Five burner gas stove top.
Aint it fancy-nancy? That stainless steel backsplash doubles as a vanity mirror! Deep sigh. Backsplash DIY added to the list!
I will say, the guest bedroom on the second floor is my fave, followed by the loft.
The Loft – my study
View from the loft
Our first fire – it’s June and 33 degrees this morning!
Oh, did I mention there’s a spa room off the downstairs bathroom? Yeah, a hot tub and a bathtub in a cedar paneled room with a skylight. I love a warm bubble bath, but lordy. More DIY??
Double tub spa room ??
Guest bathroom with door to the spa room
Master bedroom on lower level
Oh, I almost forgot the secret room…
The antique door in the guest room – what’s behind it?
Awesome brass door thingy – needs a glass knob.
Ah-ha! Originally a sewing room, soon to be my crafting room.
A spiral staircase is hidden behind a door in the craft room
Leads to a room we’ve named “the tower”
Hubby is thinking of making the tower his media room. For now, it’s gonna double as another guest bedroom – some incredible views of the property from those windows!
But, here is the reason my husband and I wanted this place – space and privacy. At 76 acres, it’s much more land than we were looking for, but look at that view!
View of our property from behind the house.
Hubby tells me I gotta include his secret find (for the men-folk who read my blog). An old hunter’s cabin down by the creek. I’m not sure girls are allowed LOL.
Old hunter’s cabin
The door of the cabin with a good luck horseshoe
Hubby’s new hideout!
To say we feel blessed is an understatement, but our good fortune is somewhat overwhelming both of us. This is the first “old house” we’ve lived in during our 32 years of marriage and we have a long list of DIY projects. That said, I love the house. It feels welcoming – like it’s been waiting for us to arrive!
As for country living, it’s forcing me to slow down. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t do slow. But in my heart, I know this is a good thing. I need to practice what I preach on this blog about living in the hear and now. My husband is really good at that – he’s very zen. My form of zen includes levitation and multi-tasking in multiple realms, LOL.
But I’m excited about this new adventure and hope you’ll join me as I explore the country life.
My husband and I found our Shangri-La in eastern Washington. The homestead sits on 76-acres of rolling meadowlands with a creek, aspen grove, pine forests and plenty of room to breathe. A friend suggested we call the homestead Timbuktu because it’s in a remote area – although only ten miles from town. We make the big move next week!
Honestly, I’m excited and scared at the same time! It’s a big shift from suburban life to country life. But while hubby fell in love with the land and shop, I fell in love with the house. It’s a 45-year-old custom build with a wrap around deck that overlooks the land and a mountain range in the distance.
View of the house from the meadow
View of the house from the hill behind the garage/shop.
My husband’s new “man cave”
After 30 plus years of living in the suburbs and commuting to the city for work, we’re finally going to have room to spread our wings!
View of our homestead from google earth. The large white building is the shop/garage. The house is nestled in the trees.
The hay barn
Another outbuilding. I don’t even know what this is. The Troll barn?? LOL
One of the great amenities of the area are all the lakes. The largest is seven miles long, stocked with all kinds of fish and only a few miles from the homestead.
You can see the large lake stretching across the landscape in this google image. Our homestead is just a few miles from the lake (marked with the red arrow).
We’ve spent the last 15 years vacationing in the area. My husband enjoys fishing and hunting and we both love hiking and spending time in nature.
What was once a railroad trestle through town and across the lake, is now part of a “rails to trail” system. The nature trail begins in town and crosses the lake over the trestle and continues 20 miles to the Canadian border. We plan to dust off our hiking boots and explore!
Our new hometown.
There are no stoplights in our new hometown! But it has all the amenities we need, a community hospital, library, restaurants, drug store, grocery store and even an artist co-op! The town is also the county seat so the courthouse and government buildings are all located within a few blocks.
We feel so blessed to retire early and hope to spend many years enjoying the country life. We plan to be active in our new community and find a way to serve and give back. I’ll also be looking for a writer/poetry group in town and if there isn’t one I may just start one!
We’re starting the next chapter of our lives and are excited for the adventures ahead! Don’t ever let anyone tell you dreams don’t come true!! We’re living our dream in Timbuktu!
Next post – a tour of the inside of the house. It has some surprises and a secret room! The artist in me is all aflutter with possibilities! Until then …
We all have them, our moments of sheer madness where we rant to the gods or the heavens or anyone who will lend a sympathetic ear.
Social media and the blogosphere appear ripe for “ranting”. An occasional rant is one thing. Constant ranting is annoying! And yet, like the proverbial train wreck, we can’t stop watching, or hitting the “like” button!
And yes, I know I just ranted! I admit it. And it’s a rare thing for me to do publicly because I strongly believe you get back what you put out into this world, so I prefer to “Rave“.
I know you can’t control the world, but you can control how you respond to the world. And so, I’ve stopped following the constant complainers. The “woe is me” and “my life sucks” crowd is no longer going to steal my joy. I don’t want to watch people constantly wrecking their train and I’m not going to enable their negative view of the world.
So, let’s end this post with a RAVE!! It’s summertime after all and life is good! And if you doubt that, may I suggest you take a stroll through the woods, visit a park or rise early and watch the sunrise.
Personally, I plan to lay out under the stars tonight and give thanks for this amazing life! And I may just stay up and watch the sunrise – wanna join me?
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend. ~ Melody Beattie
This weekend I met the man I married over thirty years ago on the dock of Curlew Lake.
He was fishing in his green Camo coat and hat, patiently waiting for the fish to bite. He is happiest with a rod and reel in his hand – his form of meditation.
I ventured out on the dock in the wee hours to bring him his “Monster” morning caffeine and sit for a while. And there he was, smiling, happy and content.
I snuck back into the warm cabin to write and found myself watching him through the cabin window. He’s never met a stranger and was shaking hands with his fellow anglers as they joined him for the early morning catch. I could see them all laughing and talking, sharing tall tales of the one that got away.
I found myself watching him in his element… he was happy. In these moments he radiates an energy that is both loving and welcoming. And when I am close enough I can “catch” his energy that radiates love, and joy in the simple life.
I guess I’m fishing too – fishing for that still quiet place in my heart and mind where I can find peace and happiness. And wouldn’t you know it, there it is outside my cabin window on the dock, my happy place, my joy – my husband, with that smile of his that “caught” me over thirty years ago.