This is my first post on my brand new blog. I've been living on Bainbridge Island since the end of the last century, and I've been involved in real estate here almost as long. I've been writing almost since I picked up a pencil--including fiction, poetry, literary reviews, magazine feature articles and newspaper columns.
Welcome to the intersection of three of my favorite things: Bainbridge Island, homes and homelife, and writing. Mix in some of my photographs and those from friends, and you have my blog.
It seems as though real estate is one of the top three topics of conversation I hear on Bainbridge and other places as well. When times were great, people talked about their equity. When times are lean, people talk about their equity.
My strong sense is we've focused so much in the last decade on our homes as property, and on property as an investment, that we've lost sight of the fact that our house is our home, the place that welcomes, shelters and refreshes us. The place where we build memories. And home, regardless of its market value, is carried in our hearts.
Bainbridge Island is one of the best places on earth to exerience the joys and sorrows that bind us in community. Many of my friends and "clients turned friends" have said when they landed on Bainbridge Island they knew they were home. It happened to me back in 1995 on my very first ferry ride. And now, every time I board a boat heading west, Bainbridge still says "home."
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