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Our first weekend

Yesterday it rained so hard that we couldn't really do anything at the house. Today more than made up for it. The weather was spectacular. Tommy Lee, Laurie, Spencer and Hailey were our first guests and we sat on the lawn and carved pumpkins for halloween. We opened all the windows and doors and let some air into the place. The musty old house smell started to wear off (or we are just getting used to it now)>. We opened up the basement too and found some wonderful blue stone steps, a blue stone patio and a cool old door into the basement.

We machete'd our way around the whole perimeter of the property. It took us about 4 hours but the view of the Wallkill river was worth it. It was calm, quite and beautiful. I can't wait until we have a little boat dock there.

To the right side of the pond is a huge weeping willow tree that must be hundreds off years old. Daniel and I were wondering if we could to build a stone bridge in front of this with culvert s for the water flow beneth. This will allow us to make a driveway down to the river. I can imagine sitting on the stone wall, under the willow looking up the pond to the house.

A great sense of achievement that there is now a path around the perimeter of the property so our visitors will be able to get a sense of the whole place.


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