Losing Avalon

We lost out on our bid for Avalon, the 'restorative place,' we desired buying in Wales. It's been a blow, but we're probably better off for not taking on more restorative WORK to get the house to a 'restorative place' when it's meant to be restorative in and of itself! So many property listings in Wales hint at the raininess with photos of shiny, wet patios and misty clouds over the trees - perhaps Avalon the cottage would have been too "misty," since Avalon supposedly exists "in the mists between this world and the next"!

Ah, well, I guess that's the end of my quest to immerse myself in the Arthurian legend, which I've always been enamored with.

It's a new concept for us to get our heads around the fact that homes along a road don't have street numbers, just unique names. The next house we've set our sights on is also in Wales, and has a lovely valley view, with a name of Llwyn Y Garth. So much for moving to an English speaking country! Quite picturesque, but more cultivated, less wild.

This house is move in ready, and has some solar panels and a conservatory, which would make up for losing our solarium in Maine.

I want some of the uncertainty to go away! We're not sleeping well in between putting in bids for houses across the pond, and not having our Massachusetts home sold yet. This week it will be staged and re-photographed, with a price reduction as enticemnent ...