That would be a river...
It is a pleasure after the long drive to find our little sanctuary unchanged, which gives the illusion that time stands still in Twisp. Of course it doesn't, not here or anywhere else.
Town is hopping with construction and tourists, but it's peaceful tucked away by the river. We watched a doe yesterday afternoon with her wobbly twin fawns. They must have been born a few hours earlier and just finding their legs, looking around in amazement.
To the north of our house, the river has a man-made, high rock bank (called rip rap) that is not great for nature. But on the other side of our property, the dense trees and natural vegetation make an excellent wildlife habitat. It is a wonderful mess that hasn't been touched for years. Deer love it and we love looking at all that green.
That property is owed by a quiet old man who lived there forever. I know this because he put in a high water stake marking the last big flood in the 1970's. That stake is below the level of our house for what it's worth (not much.)
Anyway, now his house is now for sale-- perhaps he is moving to a retirement home. So we will eventually have new neighbors who might have ideas for developing the property. All we can do is wait and see.
(I had a sudden impulse to buy the place but common sense prevailed. The last thing we need is a third house.)
In other news. Downtown Twisp is undergoing a major makeover-- new sidewalks and awnings for the commercial buildings and replacing the 100 year old water lines. It's currently a mess but we can hardly wait to see our new tarted up town.
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