It’s been well-established here that our mid-century, faux Cape Cod home is in need of some updating. It would also benefit from more thorough cleanings than it gets when we finally turn our attention to that job each weekend. Happily, when just looking at it gets to be too discouraging, we have a ready escape: Gil and I are also still hanging onto our much newer Sedona place.
It was purchased much closer to the peak of the market than we like to think about, leaving us in the unenviable position of being underwater in the desert. Nonetheless, we love that pueblo-styled house in its canyon setting, and it was to this oasis that we headed as 2011 ended and the new year got underway.
The Arizona property is in pristine condition inside and out, little thanks to us. We get over there only once every blue moon, but were led early on in our ownership to an enigmatic but meticulous man named Marco, a native of red rock country who seemingly can make any repair and is also an expert in landscaping. As an added bonus, his lovely wife Silvia shines at housekeeping.