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Ridges Homes for Sale: Find Your Dream House
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renderedimpressions · 4 months
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"Tulip Fields"
“Tulip Fields” 11″ x 14″ Oil on canvas – $575 The last two weeks of April were quite colorful!  Having been invited to plein-air paint during a tulip festival at a local farm, I had my gear ready to go once the doors opened. I was happy to know the way, as there’s nothing worse than the frustration of getting lost with your GPS. Does that only happen to me? This opportunity to paint presented…
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9116 Belleau Ridge Dr Ooltewah, TN 37363
You'll immediately fall in love with this mostly one level Ooltewah home in Belleau Ridge. The huge corner lot, lush and manicured lawn and landscaping leads you to the inviting, open foyer, great room and dining room with gleaming hardwoods, soaring ceilings (16ft in dining), neutral tones, extensive moldings, and tons of windows with an abundance of natural lighting…. You'll know your home. Granite, stainless, tile, large pantry, specialty ceiling for breakfast nook, this kitchen is super neat, clean and ready to move in. Massive owner's suite with sitting area on one end, big walk-in closet with a step-in second closet, room for everything. Surround yourself in luxury, tiled shower with bench, tall double vanities, jetted tub, water closet (chair height toilets), and linen closet. Powder room, laundry and other two beds with jack-n-jill bath with large, beautifully tiled- ''roll in'' shower all on the main level as well. Bonus room and storage up, large back deck with patio sail for cooling and shade, level, landscaped and fenced back yard… you've searched and searched, finally this one checks all the boxes!!! See it soon. Call Tim West (423) 763-1001 for more details.
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Home For Sale In 1908 Springridge Ct, Concord CA 94521
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Frisco Neighborhoods - Crown Ridge
Hi there, I’m Marie Walton, a REALTOR® with Ebby Halliday, REALTORS. Welcome back to my blog, where I bring you the latest market updates to help you make informed decisions. Today, we’re diving into the vibrant Crown Ridge neighborhood in Frisco, Texas. So, whether you’re a buyer or a seller, this update is for you. Let’s start with the numbers. Currently, Crown Ridge has a 1.03 Months Supply…
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Too hot this time
Silver Lining at Pawleys Island Original 22″ x 30″ acrylic painting $1350 Wall Art Prints and Prints on other items available with the link https://kendall-kessler.pixels.com/featured/silver-lining-at-pawleys-island-kendall-kessler.html Yesterday my online Yoga teacher had a class that emphasized creating heat in the body. It was a great work out but later in the day I started feeling a…
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Best Homes for Sale in Maple ridge
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Edit: All chapters up on Tumblr & ao3 :p
Okay, so I saaaaid 3 chapters. But like every good ending to a movie franchise, we going halfsies. ;P I will be dead honest, I have only seen the fist episode of FoP: ANW and have no desire to continue, because, as a 24 yo woman I should not feel this distraught about a cartoon. Also, I'm recalling things from the OG series by memory. So if things don't quite line up with canon or lore, just let me have the liberation that comes with fan fiction. Also, I know the show takes place ~20 years ahead, I like to think Timmy kept his fairies till he was 18 and so it has been 12 years since they have last been together.
Second Star To The Right And Straight On Home ⭐️ (Part 1)
Timmy had been working on this sales report for the first 3 hours of shift. His hands were cramping as his eyes strained at the screen. Maybe he needed glasses? Definitely needed to start taking magnesium supplements. Was he really getting that old? It wasn’t like he had done much in his life to feel old at 30. That was another thought, he hadn’t done much of anything. He’d been at this job for nearly three years, maybe a handful of failed dates, and spent his free time napping on the couch after eating room temperature pizza. 
  What am I doing?
  Introspection always vined its way like poison ivy through the ridges of his brain when left with his own thoughts.  
  I need fresh air, maybe take a walk, go grab a drink this weekend, anything to break up the monotony.
  Monotony: he never used that word. The world was starting to bleed into the black and white screen he worked with, smearing into something gray. This was torture, working under florescents when there was real sunlight. His cubicle was near the back of the office and closest to the windows. It magnified his gloominess by teasing the bright colors of the outside. He frequently cast glances to see streams of sun peeking through tree leaves. Most times, there was a finch sized bird sitting on the closer branches. Timmy noticed it the first time when, strangely, he was feeling watched. Or maybe he was desperate for attention. 
  Lately, when he’d go to check on the little bird, it was missing, leaving him discontent. It was a strange color, akin to lavender or periwinkle. No amount of Google searches revealed the species. It wasn’t uncommon for Cosmo and Wanda to take animal forms. Green and pink dogs were definitely harder to explain. There were no strange looks when they were pins on his backpack or- 
  Wait. 
  Timmy’s brows furrow and he moves his hands to grip the arms of his chair, sitting up straighter. Though he was looking outside, all focus was on whatever was unfurling in his head. 
  Cosmo and Wanda .... did I ever have dogs? No. Definitely not a green one. I had fish, it's a wonder they stayed alive for so long. 
  Why did he think of those names? Why could he picture personified versions of everyday objects? Always the same color. Green and pink. Pink and green. Because he knew them. He knew they weren't pins on a backpack or an .... umbrella? 
  They were my fish. Right? But they were also people. No, that’s not quite right either. 
  They were his fairies. And he remembers skydiving. He’s never been skydiving. But how does he know the sting of wind on his face?  And why was his parachute talking? Timmy nearly knocks over his chair as he gets to his feet, heart rate increasing like the one and only time he went to the gym. A co-worker catches the sudden movement, sensing a source of panic. 
    “Yo, Turner, you good man?”
  Timmy barely registers the words and makes a noise in the back of his throat as a reply.
    “I’vegottogo.” He tumbles out, snatching his car keys and phone from beneath the desk. 
  He has to find that fishbowl. 
💫💫💫
    The house had been shut up since his parents left on their yearlong Winnebago journey. Outside of Facebook posts and a few messages he rarely spoke to them. They were never really the attentive type. At least not to their son. Timmy has a hard time getting the door open. Images and dialogue clog up his concentration. It’s like their occurring in the moment and yet he’s recalling them from the past at the same time 
  Wishing for Christmas every day? Really immature Timmy.
  ‘We’re two halves of a whole idiot!’
  Wanting to be a girl for the day was a bad idea from the start. What was I thinking? Even if Trixie Tang was hot. Wanda did warn me though.
  'This bike stinks. I need one that’s cool as I am!’ 'This bike is as cool as you are!’
  'Did I really wish to be in the internet? Oh dear God I’m so happy it wasn’t the modern-day web.
  'And here's Wanda with the news: Vicky 's going to kill you when she finds out what you're up to!’
  His head pounds from the jumbled jargon he once knew as it takes meaning again. No wonder he felt so bored with his life now. He had fairies and dumb wishes with dumb, sometimes disastrous outcomes as a kid. Cosmo and Wanda were his fairies! There was a whole world of fairies, anti-fairies, and pixies and magic!  And there was a whole book of rules, all of them he sees himself breaking. As well as being the source of new ones.
  When the keys finally make it into the doorknob and he throws it open, not bothering to retrieve them or close the door. After he had moved out, his parents didn't do anything with his stuff. Just shoved boxes and the miscellaneous in as they needed. Everything was mostly in the same spot. Including the fishbowl.  
  It was right where it should be on his nightstand. Timmy went to reach for it but pulled back, staring intently. Dust had covered the glass surface, and he was afraid that disturbing any of it might cease the onslaught of memories. He wanted these memories, he wanted to know his life hadn’t been useless. That there were people who wanted the best for him and didn’t abandon him when there was a stupid decision to be made. Knowing that two tiny fairies said they cared for him. 
  His heart was pulsing hot bolts of pain at the thought of having lost them in the first place. At wondering why his god-parents left him and where they were now. 
  After a long moment, he tentatively reached out, bringing it closer, letting clips of childhood reflect off the glass. It was barely big enough for one guppy, much less three goldfish. Three. There had been three.   
  There was no cringe or embarrassment attached to this wish. In fact he remembered being the happiest he’d ever been in his life. It has been him and his god-parents for a long time, and he never thought it could get better. It was an overwhelming feeling of love that encompassed past and present. Cosmo and Wanda for once hadn’t warned him of the repercussions, despite them being epoch-making; they all knew it was so worth it. 
  Sadness has such a way of tainting things. It crept unnoticed as another memory took place. It was in this room. He felt a tight squeeze around his arm and saw Cosmo’s face pressed into his shoulder, muffling sobs, his dramatics matching the situation for once. A light kiss pressed itself into his temple as Wanda patted down his hair. Tiny hands pulled at his shirt and tears stained more than his clothes. Then there was nothing. Like it was all a dream that faded with the night and the sun was rising a now dull dawn.
  Timmy rubbed at the dust with his thumb, smearing a tear across it. He remembered the third one. His voice choked on something bitter as he saw through the eyes of his younger self, hugging the baby fairy when it all went away. 
    “Oh Poof, I - I’m so sorry.”
    “Don’t be. And it’s Peri now.”  
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  Was that really the first thing to say after 12 years? The strain in his own voice prevented what Peri thought might be condescending. Call it intuition or an inference, but he knew Timmy would come back here. After Dev granted his wish, he sat there dumb struck until the kid asked him what happened next. Peri had pictured the reunion with so many different outcomes that, for a moment, he was scared of ‘next.’ Timmy was all the way back in Dimmesdale, across the country, though that was no problem with a little magic. Magic however, could be independent if left without clear boundaries. Peri had no idea how this wish would work out. Would it be instant? Would it come back in pieces? Would it work at all? He was sure he found a loop-hole. He could recall several times his magic went against Da Rules without the intention, and as dangerous as it was, this was his fail safe. 
  This was Peri’s first time shapeshifting into his human form that was not directly from his normal one. His little finch self has flown through the cracked window, its symbolism lost on him.  A human body felt clumsy, but it seemed like the right choice. What if he hadn’t remembered they were fairies yet? Granted, he was still trying to figure out the wings and crown, it was difficult to hide the markers of his true self.
  It would not have mattered if Poof appeared as a fairy or disguised as human, Timmy could see Cosmo and Wanda in him. He had just been a year or two out of his beach-ball stage when Timmy had turned 18, and the then young kid was already resembling his parents. Now, Timmy was struck with the resemblance to his god-parents. His little Poof had Cosmo’s smile and Wanda’s hair, but his eyes were uniquely his own and easily the most identifiable. Timmy had seen those lavender eyes glitter as they first took in the world. He hated anyone or anything that turned those eyes into blank spaces all this time.
  Peri might not have been going by his government name, but he made a noise akin to it when Timmy pounced on him. Petite as he was, something he got from his father (well, before retirement), he felt enveloped by the embrace. Even as a human, Peri was slight and though Timmy was no body-builder, he wasn’t a teenager anymore. The differences didn’t register as he felt the warmth of Timmy’s near crushing hold. His body recalled the last time they were like this, when it was goodbye. As his mind caught up to the haptic memory, the contrast between then and now made him break.
  My brother remembers!
 Relief was meant to be calming, coming out from a storm unharmed, but for them it was a tsunami. For all the bravado and charisma he showcased, over a decade of longing revealed itself. Timmy wasn’t much taller but it was enough so he could hide his face in his brother’s neck, for once not holding back the tears. He felt the human’s cheek press against the side of his head and it was the most contact either had in a time they had stopped counting. Timmy couldn’t believe this, he never wanted to let go, never wanted to forget a single second of this. How could any magic replace this?
  The moment could not bridge the years apart had they stayed this way for twice as long. Timmy had to force himself to push Peri back by his shoulders, one hand staying there and the other pressed against the back of his head to get a better look. If he still had them, he’d wish for the tears to stop so he could see properly.
    “Oh my God. Poof, look at you! You grew up! How-how could I have missed this?” He hiccuped.
   Peri didn’t bother to correct him, the name was childish but they had both been children when Timmy named him and if anyone had a pass to say it, it was his big brother.  The fairy took a shaky breath, attempting to blink away the kaleidoscopic effect of tears. 
    “Like -,” he has to step back, letting both of Timmy’s hands rest on his shoulders, or he might never stop crying, “Like I said, don’t be sorry.” He smiled pitifully. They could fix it now
    “We used to watch - oh what was that show? Sleazy and Cheezy! And you about got me killed!” He laughed, wanting to recall as much as possible
    “And - and remember the time mom was so mad because you were teaching me to shape shift!”
    “Tree and bee do sound the same!”
    “Okay but, you definitely stretched it with the bird and rocket mix up!”
    “Hey, I wasn’t gonna let you take the fall. You were already falling in on our roof.” 
  Reluctantly, Timmy let go of Peri’s narrow shoulders, the euphoria bottoming out. Peri saw the dimming of blue eyes, and an intense anxiety struck him. This time he was the one reaching out.
    “What’s wrong? 
  Timmy pulls away and moved to sit on the edge of his bed. A musty smell arose as the sheets crinkled under the weight. Peri watched as a perturbed look took form.
    “Why?” He finally says.
    “What do you mean ‘why’?”
    “I grew up, they wiped my brain. You could have lived eternity and forgotten about me.”
     Peri had a lightning-like shot of anger, “I could never forget about you. None of us could.”
     Timmy scoffed, “You’re telling me that immortal fairies, who have had countless god-kids throughout the centuries, would find me so important?”
     The fairy clenches his fist, stomping over to force the human to look at him. "You have no idea how hard they fought for you. Or how much of a hole you left for us. They haven't had a god-kid since you.” 
    “Really?” He concedes. It dissipates into something bitter and selfish when he sees Peri’s resolve falter.
    “Well -
    “I figured as much.”
    “No, you don’t understand.” He says the harshness leaving, replaced with empathy. He sits down next to Timmy. “It was very recent. And I was mad and couldn’t understand either, after all we went through.”
   “Thanks.” He says flatley. 
   “Will you just listen to me? When they met Hazel, they said it felt different from their time with you. Because they realized you meant more than being their god-kid. That it was the same feeling they have with me.”  
 They think of me like their son? 
  Timmy wills himself not to let go of another tear, but it has been an emotional day and having half your life re-written can be a little overwhelming.
    “Do they know, that, well, that I know ? ”
    Peri grins, a bit of debonair sneaking in, “Would you like to tell them?”
  He thinks of the first time he met his god-parents, at 10 it never crossed his mind to be skeptical because, hey, unlimited wishes. Now that he’s older, he realizes all the lessons he learned from them. And how he could get away with so much more with Cosmo and how Wanda would nag him like a mother. They were more his parents than his biological ones. 
    Timmy bumps his shoulder with Peri’s, “You realize we probably are going to be crying again?”
    “No doubt. Family reunions can be emotional.” He says with a curt nod, now wearing a full smile. 
  Family. His family. 
    “I gatta ask though, did you say your name was Peri?”   
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ahye1427 · 3 months
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1.92 Ac Steel Tram Ridge Lane Crawford, TN 38554
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Interesting home in Big Sur, California. It was built in 1982, has 4bd 4ba and is listed for $5.850M. It's been on the market for 250 days and it looks so dark, even in the daytime. Take a look this unique home.
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The home is quite labyrinthian. The photo on top looks like the entrance, but the home features 3 levels of indoor/outdoor living. These stairs appear to go down to a pond.
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Nice round fireplace in the living room that has a fabulous view.
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For over $5M I expected a nicer kitchen.
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Some of the rooms have their own private patio.
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This bd seems a little small, but it has a similar fireplace as the living room and doors open to a patio.
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It appears that every room opens to the outdoors.
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Bedroom #2 looks bigger, but it doesn't have the fireplace.
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Bathroom #2.
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The guest house has an arched ceiling. Looks like it has a wood burning stove, too.
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The tower on the right looks like a lighthouse.
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There are 5.08 acres of mountainous land.
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Looks like there's a path to walk around the house.
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Looks like the home is very spread out, and that's b/c it's built right into the earth. I don't know if it's the lighting they took the photos in, but it makes me feel depressed.
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