I often refer to my mountain top home and I know some folks may think my home hangs off the edge of a cliff.
Nope, that wouldn't work for me at all with my fear of heights!
Although if it was as fabulous as Debbie & David's home over at The Mountain Kitchen perhaps I could suck it up and deal.
I think I could.
Anyway, my home is not on the edge of a cliff but rather in a mountain top community. I thought it would be fun to show you where I live.
Perhaps then you will understand why we get so much wildlife around here!
Keep reading for more on that.....!
Here's an aerial view of my house at this time of year. Nothing is green yet, but you can see the forest all around me, and it goes for miles and miles.
We have a few houses scattered here and there, but my road is a nice, quiet place.
Here's the same view in summer. Trees, trees, and more trees surround us!!
A view from a little further away - can you just see how remote it is here? I love it.
My house is on the slope on the left hand side, and you can see the mountain rises up again on the right hand side. The houses in my area border a forest preserve, which is just fabulous.
I can only see one neighbor from my house, the folks that own the horses.
I'm ok with that!
On the other side of my lane is an old barn building that is used to store equipment for a quarry. You can see the building often in my photos as a white structure with a green metal roof.
I think the quarry must be the big splotch just above and to left when you are looking at my house.
Here's a closer view of my property. This gives you a clearer picture of 'the lay of the land', so to speak.
The house is built into the hillside so the lower level is subterranean at the rear of the house, but a full walk-out on the front. Classic chalet style home, very typical up here in our little mountain top community.
It's not a big piece of property, just under 2 acres, but it's certainly more than enough for my needs.
It's peaceful and quiet. When the trees fill in I can't see the road at all from my house....and they can't see me.
I can hear the creek singing from the deck when I sit out in the evenings.
The birdsong is so loud in the spring and summer it will wake you from a deep sleep.
I'm ok with that. I get up early anyway.
The peepers on a summer night can be deafening.
I'm ok with that, too.
What I'm not ok with is this.
Our friends just down the road a bit captured this image on their webcam this morning.
Can you believe it? What a great shot!
He was at their house yesterday morning and destroyed their bird feeder.
I guess he came back for more.
He's a big boy - I'm sure he's hungry.
He may or may not be the same bear that visits me. Perhaps I have multiple bears, who knows.
We get used to it, to a certain extent. We know they are around and we must be cautious. Let's face it, they were here first.
I don't have garbage collection at my house for that very reason. My garbage bins are stored in the garage and we bring the garbage to the local dump ourselves.
The feeders will be coming in every night now until winter sends the bears back into hibernation. I have hooks in the garage to hang them, and it's just another chore we get used to when living in bear country.
We're grilling steaks tonight, which I am so looking forward to. But we need to be cautious about cleaning the grill well after our meal, or the aroma may bring the bears sniffing around.
The edge of my property is thick with berry brambles, which I love...but I don't get to keep many berries as the bears and other wildlife get there first.
As long as they don't hurt me or my loved ones we'll live together somewhat in harmony.
It's just part of living in the country, surrounded by forest wilderness, on the top of a mountain.
I wouldn't trade it for anything.