If I was smart I’d bid up your little cabin by the pond...I just can’t see the southern girl I’m married to that far north. Oh well, I too fell the call of the mountains, it gets louder every year.

Yes, it does get awfully cold and snowy up there. If you can get the same sort of place in a warmer clime, well, that’s the best of both worlds.

I have to say, though, this little cabin by the pond offers just the ideal place to indulge in my sustainable living goals, without a lot of zoning and close neighbors to upset.

I wonder...the photos were obviously taken during the summer. I wonder just how long the property has been on the market and how much lower an offer they’d take for it.

The mountain cabin makes me want to drag out my old issues of The Mother Earth News from the 70s and see what could be done on that land.  I no longer have a copy of The Whole Earth Catalog, but I imagine Stewart Brand’s still around publishing something like it.

Don’t forget to ask about hi-speed internet access when you’re negotiating!

Well, the soil is rocky, but fertile. Good red dirt. Blueberries grow like weeds there. Apple trees, too.

And, of course, maintaining a victory garden of substantial proportions would be an obvious choice, too. Beyond that...a few chickens and a pond full of fishies....I could work into it.

There’s a satellite dish on top of the cabin. Guess that tells ya something. Wonder if there are phone lines out there. It would be foolish to assume. Cell phones are virtually useless, too. Looks like the property needs a well and septic dug. ‘Course with a composting toilet, the rest of the used water would be usable grey water....

Oh make me stop.

And of course you’d be a good bit nearer to The Lad if you were based in or near Delhi.  I’m sure that never crossed your mind. 

If you’re serious about relocating, try this one on for size.  No, it’s not in the Catskills, but it’s an area I know pretty well (and it’s definitely rural).  I know the locale because I lived on a very nearby farm for a couple of years, back when I was married. 

By “nearby”, I mean really nearby.  In fact, if you scroll down to the map on that page, our farm was at the northern end of the little dead-end road just to the northeast of the property.  Switch over to the “Sat” view, move the image around a bit, and you’ll see our house and barn.  Center the most magnified view on our old place, then go to the next-wider view, and you’re pretty much looking at what was our 47 acres.

Bucolic, but within a mile or so of a fairly big road (US 422), and less than an hour from Pittsburgh.  I commuted to Pitt from there.

Of course, there’s rural Missouri.

But fellas, I like New York state.

N, actually I wasn’t thinking in terms of proximity to the lad. Where ever I go and whatever I buy is going to last a good deal longer than his college years and heaven only knows where he will end up after college.

Fenelton does appear to be a fairly rural area, N. There’s not much around there on the satellite map. Cepfer lots of trees. I’m not wild about the little house at first glance—yellow brick?!—but I also know that a bit of contrast painting can make a drab house pop. And so can landscaping. Wonder what it looks like inside. Your farm on the other hand, yikes. What a perfect spot. I’ve seen pictures of it before, so I kinda remember what it looks like. The map confirms it’s out there in the middle of god’s country. I sure wouldn’t mind 47 acres.

LOL, I actually spit my coffee out my nose on the first one. It is cute tho. I could definitely see you in #2 house. Well, I could see you in house one, I must admit lol.

LOL! That’s the slightly scary part, isn’t it?