Well, we'd spent a year in Boston and decided we didn't love it. My husband got a new job that would take us all the way across the country to Washington state. We started looking for places to live on CraigsList and Zillow and found a few beautiful homes but nothing that we just had to have. Until we came across this headline on Craigslist "Rare log home: 3br 3000sqft - 20 acre land". Rare indeed. We fell in love with the place just from the pictures on Craigslist. We called the number in the ad, had a few conversations, filled out a rental application, and booked a flight to go check it out.
The drive from the airport to Buckley was pleasant. The area reminded me a lot of Colorado. The interstate and highways had plenty of room for everyone. There were trees but they weren't so close to the road that you felt trapped. It was so green and the temperature was just right. The day was a little overcast but it burned off by the time we got to Buckley. What a cute little town. A place that I'd been looking forward to meeting since we booked our flight. Main street was so patriotic with American flag banners hanging on the light posts. We visited the coffee shop and there was buzz from the locals about the Log Show that was coming up.
We contacted the property manager and made arrangements to meet her at the house. As we were driving up to the property I started to get nervous. The road was wide enough for one car then half way up the mountain it turned into a gravel road. But once we reached the drive way I was taken a back by it's beauty. Sure the grass was almost three feet tall, the flower beds had been taken over by weeds, and I'm sure the wildlife had made it's self quite comfortable near the house. But I knew what it could be.
We got out of the car and for the first time in a very long time we heard nothing. Pure silence. I walked around the yard, cautiously because of the wildlife part. As I wandered around the huge porch I thought how heavenly it would be to sit on the porch in the morning and drink coffee. I came around to the Northwest side of the house and saw the breath taking view. All the way at the very edge on the horizon I saw the Seattle skyline. Down below at the base of the mountain rested the tiny town of Buckley. You could see for miles.
This, we had to have.