A Day At The Lake Estate Sale This family home is chock full of Indian pottery, including horsehair vase, baskets, blankets, rugs, sterling jewelry, hand-crafted dishware and vases, signed artwork and paintings, antiques, china...
Address here with link to our directions, not mapquest and photo and video link
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” Those were my exact words to Elizabeth as we drove down into the lakeside property. “Well worth the drive,” was another thought. “Daffodil Hill Delight,” yet another. We just could not believe our eyes. We had spent ample time driving up the long road to meet Mike Reed to view his home for a possible estate sale and by the time I had gotten lost several times, (we will have signs for you and also a map on this email for you to print out, do NOT follow mapquest or we will never see you at the sale) we were pretty sure we would have to back out of doing this sale. There was just no way to justify the hassle or the hectic drive through all that heat, dust and curling roads. Boy were we ever dead wrong.
My first impression of this lovely private lake and nature reserve was that I didn’t ever want to leave it. I wanted to skirt all my duds and jump into the lake, walk around in my birthday suit and bass fish off the deck. Take a long sit in the Japanese soaking tub and mill around the three story sunshine lit house, read a book or two and maybe even after 24 years of sobriety, have a long hard taste of gin or swallow of dry white wine. What a mellow, laid back day we had. Such a great environment to heal all that ails you. I just love this home and the acres it sits upon.
Truth be told, if I could afford to live in this out of the way place, were ready to retire and stop this frantic work pace, and Sophie were graduated and out on her own, I would take the next train to Lake Marie and you’d never see hide nor hair of me again. No threat, just a mere fact. I absolutely, positively, undeniably fell in love with the view from the master bedroom decking. I will even try to post a photo of what I am trying to explain here.
Now back to the task at hand. My first thought was to be careful what you wish for. Gail and Mike are a lovely couple from Chicago. Mike hailed originally from New York but soon found his comfort zone in the windy city of Chicago. Who wouldn’t fall in love with that creative and bustling culture pit, full of live jazz clubs and boat rides, beautiful architecture and plenty of easy transit to get you to your daily goals. They were both writers, one for medical books the other fish breeding. Each of them were entrepreneurs of various choices of livelihood throughout their lives.
While visiting Mindy, Gail’s cousin and local music promoter here in town, they fell upon this lavish lake property nearly 15 years