I love our house in Chesterfield County. The hard work we're doing (at our age) is turning it into the home we've wanted but haven't had for the past seven years.
I admit when I look around my neighborhood and the trees are bare and the dry brown leaves cover everything and are blowing everywhere, I miss the rental condo at the bay. Even in the dead of winter it was beautiful. We lived in the far upper left condo with a fantastic view and a cathedral ceiling but with a cold three flight outdoor hike to get there. On those windy bay nights I wished it had a elevator and a fireplace.
Looking out our patio to the left was the far end of Mill Creek Pond, the bay front homes of Chesapeake Landing and the Chesapeake Bay.
To the right you could see the greater part of Mill Creek Pond with the Army Base Fort Monroe on the left and The Hampton Bay Bridge Tunnel straight ahead. During the day on the bridge the sun would flash off the sides of the tractor trailers and at night it was a line of bright lamps and twinkling headlights. 
These last two photos are just a few of the beautiful sunrises and sunsets we viewed. When the trees at the base weren't full of leaves, in the spring and fall, you had your best view of the bay traffic. From small fishing boats to cargo and Navy ships including aircraft carriers and once at dusk we saw a cruise ship lit up from stem to stern.I'm sure some people think we've moved around quite a bit over the past thirty years of marriage and I would agree. I told Bruce that I've been blessed to call five places my home over those thirty years. Westcott Road-Garden Street, my true family home, where my Mom and Dad raised me. First Avenue, by far not my favorite, but a good place to raise our young sons. Hillcrest Drive, by far not my sons favorite, but I got to raise some Angora Goats. Atlantic Avenue, our shortest time to call home but one close to the ocean and my heart. Creasman Drive, our Autumn home, not our last (I hope) but our best.
Mill Creek Landing Apartments - Hampton, Virginia
