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email from Kentucky:
I bought it! It's mine. This is the picture from the real estate site. It is the best view, believe me. It is small and shabby on the inside. Good roof and the fireplace works, but the drains are sluggish and the water is a funny color. You can't see the STEEPLY sloping lawn in the back which leads down to the lake and a rickety little boat house and pier. There is a damp little basement down some slippery stone steps with an ancient washing machine (no dryer). I'm afraid all my clothes will soon be the same color as the water.
There was some furniture when I got here and you know I didn't bring much with me. My daughter took over the house in Florida. They needed the room and she always expected it to be hers someday. I took a few personal items and the money from the house and here I am. Let them do what they like with the rest. I was ready for a change.
I just threw slipcovers over the old couch. It looks fine. There is a very nice wicker rocker that I put in front of the fireplace. I am getting pretty good at building a fire now. Not just for looks but I will need it for survival next winter. It gets pretty cold here. My bedroom is all white and virginal (HA HA) and kind of charming with all the old, mismatched furniture.
There are a lot of flowering plants here. I only know the names of some of them. There is a hardy old gardenia covered with blooms and such a strong sweet scent. There are some remains of a vegetable garden. I am going to try my hand at that. Found some onions and small potatoes and some beets. I have been making lots of vegetable soup and sweet tea. It is all I want right now. I have been reading a lot. I am working up the nerve to take out the little rowboat on my own. Maybe I will learn to fish. I am looking forward to the leaves changing. Please come up and see me. I know I will be ready for company by the time you can get here. The kids and grandkids will be coming up next summer. For now, I am happy.