Remove your shoes at the door and slip on a pair of cozy socks. Our house is perfumed by the sweetness of wood and echos of grandma’s kitchen.

You spy a library full of old books reminding you of slower days. An old friend on the shelf stirs a smile. Holding it in your hands you inhale the bliss that can only be found in weathered pages.

Spying a cushioned chair you cozy in under the warm light. A pot of tea and shortbread biscuits are placed on the table next to you.

There’s no rush. Take your time. Take a nap under the blanket if you need to.

This house was built for you. We welcome you to remember simpler times, quiet moments, and a slower pace of life.