I don’t know whether to call an exterminator, our real estate agent or the ghost-busters.
But let’s start at the beginning.
Nearly three years ago, Evelyn and I began looking for a home that would provide us with space and comfort. But we also wanted one with potential and character.
In a nutshell: Big and old.
After exhausting all of the homes being advertised through local real estate agencies, we simply began driving around, where we found a home being sold by the owner. It was easily large enough to accommodate the family gatherings and out-of-town visitors we anticipated, as well as the chance to offer temporary lodging for those children who might need it.
As a bonus the property came with an outbuilding nearly as big as the house. That gave us ideas about all kinds of storage options, along with a vision for a game and exercise area.
We snatched it up.
One of the first things we talked about was finding a way to make use of one or both of the fireplaces that had long ago been closed up. One is in the living room and the other is in the downstairs master bedroom.
That idea went up in smoke when we realized that the chimneys were being used as a hangout for a bunch of bats.
For a few weeks, we would gather out in the driveway at about dusk and watch as the bats made their nightly exodus. We even invited friends over to see the show. It was kind of interesting to watch at first, but then we decided to count the critters as they popped out from under the capped chimney.
Fifty-seven
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