Well, here she is, folks. Hickok Home number TEN (yikesers!) in the long line of dwellings we humble Hickoks have inhabited. This sweet little colonial sits on about an acre of land, off a gravel road, but squarely in the middle of Chesterfield, VA. As Hickok homes go, she is rather alone in her stateliness. We tend to buy mid century ramblers (still my favorite type of home), but apparently they don't make those here in Virginia. So, with a little compromise, we were grateful to aquire this darling gal, for a great price, on a quiet, dead-end road.
She is westward facing, so we get delightful light all throughout the day.
The view from the front steps. In the slight clearing straight ahead is a largish pond. It's not a public pond, but the sounds of the geese that have made it their home are sweet to my ears.
There are no homes across from our road, just an open field and some more wooded areas.
Here is what you can see from the back patio. The woods go pretty far back. The older girls (who act like they have been living here for years, not weeks) have gone out exploring every afternoon, collecting all kinds of "treasure." Not much grass to be seen yet, but I do hope to install some raised garden beds this spring.
As I was snapping some shots of the house this morning, I almost tripped over these. Further evidence the girls are loving their new home. All thanks to God for saving this place for us. We are most grateful to be all together again.
Every day is a new adventure, discovering what our new home has in store.