It was 31 degrees with steady snow falling...
April 20, 2011: As John and Dean and I marveled at their work, two surveyors from Gordie Fraser, a regional engineering firm that had developed Pilgrim Preserve, working with handheld GPS devices, pushed wooden stakes with lively ribbons into all the corners of what was to be our new home. All of us were in down clothing with multiple layers, thick gloves and serious shoes.
We stood at what would be our new front door and took in the view. Dean and John mulled over the forthcoming foundation while I tripped from "room" to "room" imaging what it would be like to live there.
I stood on the site of my future patio and worried about the hillside fearing grandchildren tumbling down the hill. John and Dean noticed my furrowed brow and both laughed at suggestions of danger. Dean remarked that the hill would be their favorite place to play and that any tumbling that occurred would be by choice. Comforted, I returned to my wanderings.
In about a year--I guessed--this would be reality. Between now and then stood numerous milestones and hundreds of choices: flooring, roofing, heating and cooling, lighting fixtures, plumbing fixtures, and, yes, even doorknobs.
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