Ten "family groups" went in on a 9-bedroom,
three-level house on a gated property. Scroll
down for my adventure account.
A well-appointed corner |
Hot Air Balloon murals in the childrens' room |
Mountains behind the place
had a few hiking trails.
Unknown plant |
A waterfall enlivened the putting green |
Several flower gardens were watered by sprinklers on an automated system |
A few of us took turns cooking for our crowd. One of my cousins has specialized in perfect omelets over the decades. For dinner I prepared a huge bag of large Idaho potatoes stuffed with cheddar cheese, butter, and bacon, wrapped in foil. Brother Dearest insisted we did not need baking pans underneath them. He substituted overlapped foil sheets. Everyone wants to be chief.
Drip drip drip.
Things got really exciting when the fire alarm went off and no one had the cancel key. Flames flickered inside the lower level kitchen oven as white smoke billowed out.
The fire fighters were very nice and brought a large fan to clear out the smoke. The next day, several people scrubbed baked-on grease from the three ovens, none of which, incidentally, had an outside vent. All's well that ends well, right?
1 comment:
Not a huge fan of hiking, but the views are stunning! As well as the murals...
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