Garden Fantasma

GoogleEarth has updated the satellite image of our property and the roads we mapped out earlier are much more distinct now:



Also, we're having a sort of "face on Mars" moment, because there's a distinct shape in the image. It could just be a trick of shadow and light, but it's weird nonetheless...



It looks like a perfect circle, or at least part of one. Next time we're there we'll take a look. I expect it's just coincidence, but it's odd looking, to say the least.

One of the things that I love about my giant chunk of land is that every weekend when we go up there, nature has shaken the great Etch-a-sketch and drawn an entirely new picture for us. When we arrived Saturday morning and I unlocked the gate, the whole place was yellow with wild coreopsis.
I made mental note that I really need to sand the metal gate down and repaint it. Less as a preventative measure and more for the fact that every time I unlock the gate I want to ride it while it swings to its destination and yell "yahoo!" cowboy style.

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Apart from getting the truck stuck and meeting our future neighbors (related stories I'll let zeppo tell) we managed to map out as much of the roads on the property as we could navigate. I expect when winter comes we'll be able to expand on them.

I know I have mentioned my "Master Plan" before in this forum. I have consciously not spelled it out in all its peculiar glory for several reasons, not the least of which I find it difficult to express it one on one to people let alone to a whole audience of folks the strange import of it all. I admit to frequently using a huge amount of information to shield myself here and it strikes me that my plan is so utterly personal to me that often after telling people about it I feel distinctly as if I have taken all my clothes off.

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I watched the clock intently as the long arm ticked closer to the 3:00PM mark. The bell usually rang at 3:15 but Ms. Walters, my second grade teacher would always stop class early.One of us would get chosen to read from our favorite book for 15 precious minutes while the rest of class looked bored enough to die right then and there. I recall Sheila reading aloud from "Where the Wild Things are" and a kid named Earl brazenly reading from his older brother's "Mad magazine" until it was quickly confiscated. The day it was my turn I brought my copy of Alice in Wonderland that was disintegrating from wear. Ms. Walters was thrilled at my choice and said that once everyone in class had their day to read, that I could continue every day after reading a little bit from that book. She confided to me it was her favorite. After I got entirely through with Alice, Ms. Walters lent me her threadbare copy of "Through the Looking Glass" to read that aloud to a sullen crowd of seven year olds at Jim Cherry Elementary. As I read through chapter eleven a weird little seed was planted and my obsession started as simply as that.

Every night I went to sleep dreaming of a large garden; an exotically beautiful place with a creepy undertow. It would be something mysterious that would belong entirely to me and keep me safe from precarious outside forces over which I had no control.

I would of course require a very very large chessboard, just like in the book.

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and it's under contract.

Barring a survey that reveals it to be much larger than what we've been told, or that the soil is toxic.

Mailed the check today to put the property under contract, while we wait for financing and soil and water tests.

From property20070425

(As always, click on the photo to see the whole series)

Today we went back to the last lot we talked about, to meet with the owner, Veazy, and verify the borders and get more details. The borders on the property are the road to the east, a barbed wire fence to the south, and the middle of the creek on the western and northern edges. We also mapped out what we could on the GPS. We still haven't gone into the northeastern section and the property already seems huge.

Basically, we are guilty of that first rule of real estate: never fall in love with a potential purchase.

Things are getting closer. Cross your fingers for us.

From property20070415

Oh my.

That WAS all I was going to say, but really, I should say more.

We visited a lot today that I really didn't have any expectations about. We were actually supposed to go look at another 300+ acres just a few hundred yards from here, that the owner was willing to divide, but first we visited the initial lot we had heard about. It was 47 acres of land that was really very affordable (because otherwise 47 acres would be out of our price range). The reason? A planned power line bisecting the lot diagonally. But after some discussion we agreed that, with 47 acres total to deal with, the planned lines and their easement would still leave tons of land available, without even needing to worry about giving birth to flipper babies.

Even so, from the photos we had it was easy to tell the land was sort of barren, not many trees. Loggers had cleared most of it back in 2000. I think Sarah was more excited than I was about this lot before we saw it, just because there was so much land so cheap. Also, a lack of trees is actually better for her plans, since it means, rather than needing to clear off a bunch of space, all we have to do is plant where we want. I wasn't terribly excited at the prospect, though, because I was hoping for at least some of it to be woodlands.

Well, forget all that. The property had more than one "oh my GOD" moment, things we weren't expecting or were so much more than we had expected. I don't think we had any conception of what 47 acres would look like. It's huge. We're still sort of curious about the western border of the property... by all the maps we have it appears to be the creek that runs along the western side, but we came across a marked line stretching across the property before we hit the stream. But the area around the line had been cleared (about a two foot wide line) and we haven't come across anything like that before. So we're beginning to think the line may be for the proposed power line.

And as far as the lack of trees goes, I was taught a valuable lesson when we got home, where the strong winds had knocked a huge tree into the house next door.

So, at any rate, we've got an appointment for a proper viewing next Wednesday. If that confirms what we believe, and assuming we can arrange the finances in time to nab it, this may be it.

EDIT: Sarah just got off the phone with someone in the Georgia Transmission office about the power lines. They will, unfortunately, be the giant metal 500-kilovolt lines. We were, however, right about those markers marking the location. So now we REALLY have to debate.

Well, the last lot was a big disappointment, though I really do think we dodged a bullet in having it happen. We were so excited about the lake we really weren't thinking about how tough the land might be to work with. We were already vaguely talking about creative financing, because we were quickly heading toward buying it as fast as we could. So, I think we're very lucky in the long run to have had that little run-in.

The first lot, though, which I'll call "33-D2," was a surprise from the outset and in posting the photos today it's really grown on me. So far I think it's the only lot on our list. But then again, we've only been at this for two weeks and there's a long way to go.

Even the process is a blast.