March 27th (or more accurately, March 28th after 1am): Having driven 12 hours and stopped to let the dogs stretch half-a-dozen times, Jim and I have arrived at Bonnie Bourne. Exhausted, I must admit our first look at our future home was not so much inspiring as terrifying. Jim’s excellent photographs of the house — for better or for worse — certainly did a good job at obscuring the chipped paint and many other details reflecting “projects to come.” Fair to say we both feel altogether overwhelmed with this first, dark of the night look at the house.
Wish us luck!