Tuesday, May 25, 2021

The path not taken... #1

 The snow is finally gone.  There was a little mound of snow in front of the front door as little as two weeks ago.  The grass is beginning to pop out and turn green.  The birch trees turned green with leaves a couple of weeks ago, too.  They go from bare to green overnight on one particular day.  It is greening up day.  Kate told me the day it would happen.  The trees turned green for them one day before they popped here.

Mother's Day weekend, I had asked Rob and Kate to take me on a tour of the houses. These were the homes that they had looked at during the house search for my new home.  We had talked about it before COVID interfered.  Last summer we were mostly in lockdown.  We did not get together much at all during the summer and when we did it was quick in and out visits.

Rob and Kate were in town for several events.  I had hoped to spend Mother's Day doing the drive around, but Kate thought it better to tack it on at the end of their long day, so that is what we did.  Rob did not have a chance to make a plan for which houses to look at, but we managed to hit some of the ones that we had liked and that we considered seriously, so I was happy.  I am still hoping that we can make another trip or two to see others.  These were all in and around the center of Fairbanks and out to the area where I did end up living.

The first home we drove to was the split foyer house that they had put a bid on.  This is the one that they backed out of the contract once the Inspection was complete.  I had my camera with me, but the new owners were sitting outside in the driveway and I did not even attempt to take pictures.


This is one of several 2-story houses that they checked out.  Rob had started the search trying to find a single-story home so I would not have to deal with steps.  We will see a couple of these in the other photos.  

This house that they finally bought is going to be the house that they move into when enough time passes (they have a timeline in mind) or when health issues might dictate a move earlier.  So the house had to be large enough to accommodate my craft and fabric stash as well as my Happy embroidery machine.  In addition, it had to be suited for all three of us to be under the same roof without being in each other's way.  The house above was one of the first 2-story homes they investigated.  It did not make the cut!!


This is the only house that was actually located in downtown Fairbanks. This house was the biggest one by square feet.  It was also the most interesting.  Rob liked it because it had solar panels so the cost to run the house would have been less.  The house was big enough that we could have lived in it... all of us... and would never have crossed paths for days.  This house had nooks and crannies, stairs, and odd rooms in different places.  The lower floor that you see in the stone was a section of the house that could have been an office and a storefront.  It was accessed by going through the garage from the main house.  The master bedroom was on the top floor.  It was huge.  There was a small kitchen-like area, a glassed-in porch where there would be lots of room for sewing machines and light to make sewing easy.  There were a couple of other bedrooms.  The kitchen had been redone and the living room had lots and lots of places to have books.  I think this house had started as something smaller and over the years had additions added.  It was unique and I thought it would have been an interesting place to live.  It did not sell until after we had settled on the current house, so it was always on my list.



A view at the other side.  It was a corner lot but there was no yard for the dogs.  And the steps would have been difficult for Winston.  The dogs could have gotten lost in this house easily.




The light-colored house is one side of a duplex that the Realtor thought we might like.  It was on one of the sloughs so it was considered waterfront.  The unit they looked at was on the other side of the trees.  There was a fenced-in yard but I could see the dogs getting into trouble all of the time because of the water.



Rob moved up past the trees.  The street dead-ended right beyond the duplex.  The garage on the left would have been mine and the entrance to the house was on the side inside the fence.  It had enough bedrooms, but all of the sewing stuff would have been in the living area.  It would have driven Kate crazy and there would have been no room for Happy or my quilt frame!


This is another duplex that was on our list.  The entire inside had been redecorated and it was lovely.  There was a loft.  The great room could have held sewing and maybe the quilt frame, but not Happy.  We have no idea why there was a dividing beam on the roof.  The yard would have worked for the dogs.  But there was just something that did not suit us, so we kept looking.  I think this may have been the last one where we concentrated on single-story homes.

There are still some other ones that I want to see.  An A-frame that I liked but Rob thought it was too remote as well as others.  So there should be another drive around later during the summer.  But based on what I saw, I think that this house that I am now in was the perfect fit!!!







Tuesday, May 4, 2021

A fire and memories...

 Saturday I woke up to a text message from Sharon DiNardo.  Obviously, she was at Indian Acres for the weekend.  There had been a fire in the park that she thought might interest me.

For those of you who do not know, my late husband, Rudy, and I had a "place" at Indian Acres from 1993 until I sold it in 2012 after he died.  It is a campground... with the difference that instead of renting a site, you actually own your lot(s).  We had started out with 2 lots, then added one more to give us a big corner lot.  A few years later, we added the two behind us giving us a really spacious area with a covered concrete pad to store our boat and became a wonderful area where we hosted several big parties every year on holiday weekends that often had as many as 100+ people coming and going, eating, drinking, chatting, playing horseshoes, and many, many games of cornhole.  At many of the parties, we had a DJ, adding dancing and "singing" to the fun.  There was always a congregation of golf carts surrounding the back lots with lookers and partiers coming and going all night long.

When I sold the place, I sold the front three lots to one family and the back two lots to a good friend with other lots across the street from the back lots.  He eventually sold those lots to someone else, who kept the covered pad to keep his boat and placed his trailer along the long side of the lot.

Sharon's news was accompanied by a picture.  Late Friday night there had been a fire on the back two lots.  A car, boat, and cover structure had burned.  That fire had caused the siding on the house structure that Rudy had lovingly built around our trailer giving us a two-bedroom bungalow to melt!


The structure on the left is the bungalow that Rudy built.  The car is obviously burned, the other damage is not as noticeable.  It was so sad to see a place that had brought so much fun and loving memories in my life so damaged.

Later in the day, I got a Facebook message from another Indian Acres friend, Anna Marie Leonetti-Gorman, along with more information and pictures.  The talk around the park is that the couple who owns the back two lots had been having an argument that night.  Here are a couple of pictures that she sent showing a bit more detail on the fire.  It is under investigation as a suspected arson!


Cudos to the Cecilton Fire Department for preventing the back of the bungalow from catching fire as well.  Rudy would have been so sad to see this.



They also kept the propane tanks from exploding.  Not sure what was behind the car, but it certainly is worse for the wear.  Had to be quite a hot fire to actually burn the ground!!!

As sad as this was to look at, it brought back almost 20 years of good friends, good times, great food, adventures fishing, and crabbing, days on Ordinary Point enjoying the sun and cooking burgers on the beach, crabbing with either traps or trout lines, my precious Red Hat ladies, crafting and sewing with friends, and parties, parties, pig roasts, and parties!  I will remember those days fondly until the day I die... and beyond!

May 3, 2021 Snow Pictures

 Yes indeed, it is May in Fairbanks and I still have some snow on the ground.  We had snowfall here on the 30th of April.  I had a dusting, but areas all around me had as much as a couple of inches.  It has all since melted since we are getting springlike sun and temps during the day.

And, speaking of days of light, today (May 4th) these are the stats for the sun's activity:  
Sunrise Today:5:05 am 47° Northeast
Sunset Today:10:32 pm 314° Northwest
We are officially no longer having night!  I took Miles out last night just before going to bed a little before 11:00 PM and I had no trouble seeing around my area without any extra light.

In the meantime, here is the progress on my snow melting...


Looking towards the front door, the mounds of snow are coming down.  The deck and steps are no clear and dry.  There is a small patch still in this section of the driveway, but it was really hardpacked and what you are seeing is more ice than snow.  Rob and I will sometimes take a shovel to the edge and chop off chunks to facilitate melting.  It should be gone in a couple of warm days.  This area is also the first section to go into shadow in the morning, so the heat of the sun does not hit it for a long time, as you can see.



The fence rails are now free of the snow on the driveway side.  The yard side is still quite mounded.  There is still a lot of melting happening in my front yard.


The driveway is clear.  Now that I have my summer tires on, driving on this cleared surface is much quieter.  It is amazing how loud studded tires are on dry pavement.



Still ponding on the left side.  Over the weekend, Rob was here and did some new placement for the pump.  He dug a deeper hole for the pump to sit in.  It will allow for more clearing of the water from the land.  Standing water around here breeds our "state bird", the mosquito.



A closeup at the melting area.  This is the area that Miles will use this summer as his potty spot.  I may put down some grass seed to fill it in for him.  Everything over there now is pretty much a swampy mess of drowned weeds.

Every day, our Alaska summer gets closer and closer.