Cleveland

About this home

You notice the view before you notice the house. The lot sits on the crown of a hill and Cleveland opens up below it for miles, the kind of outlook that stops you on the way in from the car. The deck and the covered porch behind the house both face it, which is where the coffee is going to get drunk. Out back, somebody has been serious about growing things. The garden is established rather than started - raspberry canes and blackberry bushes already fruiting, and a chicken coop standing ready for anyone who would rather collect eggs than buy them. It is most of what people mean when they say they want a little land, already done and waiting on the next owner. Inside, the vaulted ceiling lifts the main living space and the gas-log fireplace earns its keep in January. The dining room is a room, not a corner of the kitchen. It is a quiet paved street on the edge of town, city maintained, and there is no HOA with an opinion about the garden or the chickens.