Sooner Than Later

This is the view from our front porch.

Pasture.

It's one of the things that makes Fruitland Drive so lovely.

A few weeks ago our neighbor, 

whom I am also blessed to call my friend, 

asked me if I'd seen what was going on

in Ray Ward's pastures the previous Saturday.

No, I hadn't. 

We'd been otherwise distracted with working inside Retro Bungalow.

Laura reported that she and Doug had seen Ray's daughter, who is a realtor,

traipsing around in those pastures, pointing and talking with 

a small group of folks.

Even though, when we bought this property, Dean and I discussed 

the inevitability of that lovely pasture across the road  

someday being developed into lots for new houses, my heart sank.

Being optimistic, we'd hoped it would be, oh.... 

at least a decade or so before that happened.

Don't think so.

I saw the same scene that Laura and Doug previously

 witnessed taking place again on Friday the 26th of September.

And my heart sank once again.

But there's always, always a positive side to everything.

Dean and I firmly believe in that.

So, here's that upside...

(two, actually)

First: 

the economy in Utah is strong. What a blessing!

Second: 

When Percy Randall built here, the Randall Family owned all the land east 

to the mountain behind us and west to the old cannery.

So, what do ya do about your septic system 

when you're building a new house in 1955 and you own 

all the property as far as the eye can see?

Well, Silly, you bury it across the road in your pasture, of course.

The slope is perfect!

Yeah.

Getting back to that 'silver lining'...

new development in those lovely pastures means

we'll have the opportunity to hook up to sewer,

which will cost us about the same, 

but we won't have to figure out where or how to  

to put in a new septic system,

cuz, ya know...

the one we currently have is 

59 years old.

As far as septic systems go...

that's pretty danged old.