Today was Wordless Wednesday. And, if you noticed, I was pretty wordless!
I spent some time today thinking about my own childhood. About running pell-mell all over the back forty. About gathering eggs and feeding the steer. About woods and dogs and whooping at the top of our lungs. About raccoons, corn, elk and the garden harvest. About tree climbing and wading in the creek.
I thought about all those countless hours I spent at my grandparents’ on the Olympic Peninsula. Did I mention they homesteaded up there in the ’30s? Those memories are the very fondest of my childhood.
So, I spent the day thinking those warm, lovely thoughts. For some time now, I’ve mourned the fact my children won’t have memories or experiences like that. We live in suburban hell, where the nearest open space we really touch is a park or the ranch where Casey is boarded. Even then, spaces aren’t exactly wide open or tree filled. They’re neatly divided up into little 1-12 acre parcels, where as much as possible is jammed into that small space.
As many of you know, we’re planning on moving closer to Portland, which means closer to CP’s work. This is to happen by the end of June, when our lease here is up. So, I spent the day fairly silent. I was waiting for word from The Corporate Prince.
And now, drum roll please….
I HAVE REALLY BIG, GINORMOUS NEWS!
Ready?
Wait for it,
WAIT for it!
WE found the perfect house! Absolutely perfect all the way down to availability!
Late last night I stumbled across a craigslist posting for a 3 bed/2 bath farmhouse on, get this! 5 acres! Yes! I can hardly believe it myself!
So, it’s a 1903 farmhouse that has been updated in the last couple years, all the way down to the electric and plumbing. Would you like to see?

There are out buildings including a barn and a fenced pasture.

There are 2 chicken coops, a dog kennel, a storage building, a tractor, mature fruit trees, plenty of space to run and play and a vegetable garden plot!
More, it backs up to BLM land, so it can’t be developed, ever.
There’s a new school going in one road over. It’s less than 5 minutes to the local QFC, 10 minutes to the nearest mall, and less than an hour from the coast. And, it’s only 20 minutes to CP’s office, instead of the 45+ he’s commuting now. Yes! A farm near the heart of Portland! Can you believe it?
CP was the first person to see the property. He saw it tonight and took a ton of pics with his iPhone. He picked up an application and will be turning it in tomorrow. However, and here lies the rub. The current renters had already made an appointment to show it to someone on Friday. They feel obligated to keep that appointment, which I understand. But WE WANT THE HOUSE!
Seriously, it’s everything we’ve wanted in a property when we buy. How great would it be if we could rent this bit of heaven? As it is, we’d love to buy if the owner will consider selling in the future.
So, will you lend me your jingles, well-wishes, prayers and good thoughts? We’d really like to live in this house. It solves so many dilemmas and reminds us both of our respective grandparent’s houses. After all, we’d love to be able to give our kids the experiences we had growing up.
Please?
Thanks! I knew I could count on you!
I’ll keep you posted.