When we first started thinking about buying a home in the Adirondacks we were adamant that we wanted waterfront property. On a lake, ideally. But a river or stream would do in a pinch. We didn’t care that all we could afford was a shack on a lake in the middle of nowhere. We wanted loons and canoeing and swimming in our backyard.
It didn’t take long for that dream to die. Because after looking at a couple of shacks on lakes in the middle of nowhere we realized that we did care, after all. Having a decent house would be kind of nice. And access to a couple of stores or restaurants probably wouldn’t be a bad thing in the long run.
So we quickly abandoned the waterfront dream. Having it all simply wasn’t in the budget.
Funnily enough, we sold our house next to a lake to buy our new non-waterfront home. Our old lake didn’t have loons and I never did get up the courage to go swimming in it (yuck), but we DID happily canoe on it.
Anyway, imagine my surprise last week when I walked out our front door and heard the sound of rushing water. I quickly scanned our property for any signs of flooding. Finding none, I started walking toward the source of the noise. And, sure enough, not too far up the hill next to our property was a gushing stream, perfectly meandering down the hillside.
It’s not fit for loons… or canoeing… or swimming. And it will disappear in a couple of weeks. But if you close your eyes, it keeps the waterfront dream alive.