Frenchman's Bay, Maine

Frenchman's Bay, Maine

Monday, March 23, 2015

Selling our Home In Vancouver, WA

If you know of someone who'd like a home in a wonderful, walkable neighborhood with lots of trees, send them to our listing on Zillow.

It's time for us to downsize and find a place with fewer stairs and a smaller piece of land. Even so, it's hard to say goodbye to our house on Blueberry Hill. We love our garden area, shed, fish pond with waterfall, rain garden, and plenty of space for lawn and shrubs. There's even an area the previous owners used for rv parking on the side.

Spread the word if you know of anyone who might be interested.

Also, we're only twenty minutes from downtown Portland, Oregon when there's no traffic!

2 comments:

{Geo}Holly said...

Hi Laurie!!

Thanks for your comment on our hike :) I left you a reply there. Has your house sold yet? What does the future hold for you all?

Holly - imawalker2 (at) gmail (dot) com

-blessed holy socks, the non-perishable zealot said...

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