Sitting on the big wide front stairs with coffee in the morning (or a drink in the evening), 25 feet from the water, watching the birds, the otters, being able to row across the pond to go fishing. Being far enough from town that it's quiet all the time, but close enough to walk in for anything- breakfast, or library, or groceries, or dinner out, a movie, or a warm donut from backdoor donuts late at night. Lying in the 'daybed' nook, surrounded by books, with a fire going in the fireplace, staring out at the water, while someone else makes dinner in the kitchen, which is open to all the rooms downstairs. Riding our bikes out the door to miles of bike paths.