We were told by our landlord that not only was she not able to sell the house we were renting from her for the past 5.5 years, to us, but that she also wanted it back. We had 30 days to find a new home. Uncertain has to where we would go, we stumbled upon this house, just around the corner from our old home. The kids were still in school and even though the move was just before Thanksgiving, it was a smooth transition because we had grown to love this neighborhood. The homes are individually unique, no cookie cutter houses over here, and the neighbors are far enough away that we don't get caught in our pj's going to the mailbox, maybe once or twice in the last 22 years. Overall, we are away from the main highways, yet close enough to the surrounding tri-cities and downtown Prescott. It's the old part of Prescott that we fell in love with before the growth was even a twinkle in their eye. It's a peaceful quiet neighborhood where the stars explode in the evening.