I had finally found a place where insecticides and other toxins were not part of the environment. Where nature was not crowded by houses and cars, and where we could experience flora and fauna that would not survive in a city. This is a forest environment of woods, creek, quiet, and light. We saw this property and my husband said 'You have to get this.' Those were certainly unexpected words because my husband has never said that about anything. But where else could we find a perfectly sited (for winter sun and summer breezes) hillside chalet surrounded by acres of woods, on a private road near the end of a dead-end road. Six months and many attorney fees later, I took possession of this fixer-upper. From the cathedral ceiling full of windows with the view of nothing other than trees and sky, to the quiet, to the haunting cry of the pileated woodpecker and at night, owls. I is a place so unlike our house in the Columbus suburbs. A place where we can sit on the deck and quietly observe birds, insects, lizards, and other flora and fauna. We can meander through the woods, he can target shoot, I can read and bird watch and photograph, and when we're tired of relaxing we can go into town for a meal at Old Canal Smokehouse or Garcia's or enjoy one of the many festivals. This is a place where nature abounds but Chillicothe is close enough for the necessities.