I longed for a summer home. I had lived in San Francisco for about 15 years, enduring “the coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco”, as Mark Twain quoted. I grew up on the east coast so summers meant hot, sticky weather, spent outside, swimming, sunning, living.
Finally, I had the opportunity to purchase this stunning home in the Russian River Valley. From the outside it looks like a small abode but inside a 2200″ sg.ft. beauty existed – vaulted living room ceiling, original redwood paneling, 3 bedrooms, two baths and a remodeled modern kitchen.
I experienced many great times and hosted dozens of events but life is not all sunshine, roses and hydrangeas. More of this tale later…
