I had just pulled out of my driveway this morning when I noticed a woman and child walking toward their car in our parking lot. I stopped and lowered my window. Can I help you? I asked. I was hoping to find someone, but I must be too early. The office doesn’t open for another half hour, but maybe I can help you. I live here, and sometimes they let me help out in the […]
I WILL NEVER MOVE AGAIN. I said these words to anyone who would listen to me when I was moving into my Abbey. I have heard them spoken many times since then as new neighbors have come in our community. Words spoken slowly with emphasis, spoken with heartfelt fervor, spoken with firm revolve. This is it. I (we) will never move again. I heard the words twice this week. Once from a new neighbor, Bill, […]
My neighbor, Joe, was out with his iPhone this morning and spotted this visitor, a praying mantis. Equal parts artsy and scary, these photos are guaranteed to wake you up quickly on a Monday morning. We know how to have fun with the smallest things in my neighborhood. It’s how we roll here at Maples at the Sonatas.
Thanks, Steve! Another closing. Another satisfied customer. To be precise, two happy new homeowners. This morning, Jan and her husband, also named Steve, took a final tour of their new Promenade with our Steve before heading off to closing. And what are they doing tonight to celebrate? Painting an accent wall!
I still remember the woman who wouldn’t get out of the car. She and her husband were driving around on a Sunday afternoon, looking at model homes. But he walked into our sales office alone. “My wife won’t come in,” he said a little sheepishly. “She refuses to live this far out.” I never found out if she considered Woodstock too far from Chicago, too far from its suburbs, or too far from wherever else […]