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Fall is making its presence felt in Florida

 

Remind me again why we are taking up residence in Florida? In particular, in the Florida Panhandle alongside the Emerald Coast? Oh … that’s right; fall and winter are mild in comparison to what we experienced in Colorado. Having watched the news and seeing monstrous snowstorms hitting the Rockies and the Sierra Divide, not to mention the more recent bomb cyclone that caused even greater havoc in Washington State, we have become appreciative of the milder conditions fall delivers in this part of North America.

In my previous post I wrote of how we were warming to our new location. As yet we have not put our toes in the water, even as we are now the proud owners of our very first pairs of Crocs. That will likely change shortly but for now, even with the mild temperatures we are experiencing, this week we have seen daytime temperatures dive down to the mid 50sF. Ouch … finding the right attire for such chilly conditions saw us pulling out clothing we had tucked away in our closet.

In that prior post I also made reference to the imminent arrival of our daughter, son-in-law and a collection of small children. Actually 3 kids, but Margo and I had just one so three sounds like a lot. Really, they do sound like a lot! Not sure what to expect but we are looking forward to it and will be on our best behavior hoping to influence them all that visiting their grandmother won’t imply that they will have to pass the big bad wolf. In the development where we are building, the big bad wolves are the excavation tractors, large sets of incisors glowing shiny between plunges into the earth, as even more foundations are dug.

Those promised daily and sometime twice-daily trips to the lot to view the progress being made on the construction of our new home, continues. And what a surprise it has been. Having participated in two previous new home builds, we have been amazed by the progress made almost daily. The photo above was taken towards the end of the third week following the initial survey of an empty plot, back on October 21.

At times, we have counted as many as a dozen construction workers on site where the most impressive thing we witnessed was when the crane needed to lift the roof trusses was delayed, the crew got together and man-handled the bulky frames into place. When the crane finally arrived, it was called upon to just lift the few remaining trusses supporting the entry doorway. Absent mechanical assistance, it seemed, proved to belittle deterrent to progress.

This week we were subject to a torrential downpour that lasted all day and into the evening. Not sure, but it seems to have been from outer bands of rain associated with the latest tropical storm, Sarah. Even as the rains fell, the roof that had just been completed afforded the team shelter and they just kept on installing the HVAC ducting. Just this week, they wrapped up the plumbing rough-in and we now have a bathtub installed.  

My colleagues from the time we all worked for Nixdorf Computers in Australia might remember when we attended the annual computer conference in Melbourne, where the field engineering team always took responsibility for the annual first-night grill. Melbourne may be famous for their all-meat restaurants such as Vlados, but on that first night the team was together, our field engineers put them to shame.

Being Nixdorf Computers, there was a strong presence of engineers from Germany and Austria among the staff. And as I watched the grill doing its thing, I distinctly recall one of those present as the grill was ignited, shouting to his colleagues – “get the meat! Zen, ve vill be cooking!” I may be harboring memories that have been embellished over time but as we installed a new mainframe, I recall hearing a similar shout emanating from that same engineer except this time, it was power being called for and not meat.

As Margo stood behind what will emerge later as the kitchen island of our new home and where behind her would be found the cooktop, absent the wonderful smells of steaks being grilled, the memories came flooding back and for just a moment, nostalgia overwhelmed me even as the memories are fading. And yet, as we grow older it seems to take little prodding to bring the fondest of memories to light.  

One aspect about the arrival of fall is the softening of the light. The photo at the top of this post being one example of how this less intense light creates new vistas. Late in the afternoon, sitting in the dining room of the Latitude Margaritaville Water Sound (LMWS) Chill and Grill restaurant, the view to the intracoastal waterway was similarly affected by the soft light. In a positive manner to be sure, but the soft light dulled the edges of the foliage in a way that suggested the coverage was amply littered with down feathers.

But there is news to report from this stretch of the waterway. Approval was given to the plans for LMWS to construct a marina, with a covered stacked storage for boats of all sizes. Plenty of rentals will be available, or so the promotional material suggests. There may even be another café although catering to lighter fare – but for Margo and me, anywhere we can go on the estate for simply a cup of coffee with a view over the water will be most welcome.

We may be getting ahead of ourselves here but one comment stood out. Perhaps we will see trawlers tying up at the dock, delivering fresh fish from the gulf. With a grocery chain also being touted as taking up residence, maybe there will be a steady supply of Gulf Red Snapper at hand. One of the main reasons we became as enthusiastic as we did about residing alongside the Emerald Coast is the location in Destin, Florida, of what is claimed to be “the world's largest charter fishing fleet in the world! You can take the fish you caught, walk right off the boat and have it prepared at any local seafood restaurant on the harbor.” 

As the weather cleared up and skies cleared once again, it was time to install the windows. Did I mention we now had a front door? In the words of a long forgotten popular song from the days of vauderville, "Open the door, Richard!" As this week draws to a close, the electrical rough-in will be completed. This will be followed by a series of inspections before there is a “white glove” walk through to ensure everything is not just to spec but cleared for major interior construction. As the internal framing is of metal construction, we asked our builder to consider adding blocking at several places so we can be assured of hanging our heavy paintings as well as having the option to install lengthy, floating, decorative shelving.

We have a plan to do something a little different from what normally you would expect to see as a fireplace. What comes with these homes is builder’s grade fireplace – it is just not appealing to us so we will be following a plan that will take us in another direction. To know more of what we have in mind, you will just have to watch and then read subsequent posts. But you can be assured it will be a little different even as it becomes a focal point of the great room.

There are other design decisions we are making that will take us further down that path. Not for us will there be any faux roof beams. Gone! As for decorative shiplap feature walls then they too have been axed. Nothing screams post 2000s than shiplap and faux beams. There’s just been too many HGTV programs featuring such décor. As for lighting in the entry and main rooms, then we ditched the builder grade in favor of lighting of our own choice. 

We have already made some bold decisions about the furniture, with two art deco pieces on their way. Not to overwhelm the home but to add a little variety to what all other homes pursue as the Florida Keys style. Nice; but too much can become quite bland and for those who know us well, we are not bland advocates. If it is not pretty, it will not find its way into our home. As for the pictures adorning the walls of our home anticipate seeing many Billich Cityscapes as you walk the corridors. 

The biggest eye-opener for us both is how little fine dining there is to find along the Emerald Coast. There are some good ones in Rosemary Beach that we have tried – a Sunday Brunch being a particularly fine example – but in general it requires a drive west to Destin before things get better. In the town of Sandestin we have had lunch at Emeril’s Coastal and a dinner featuring a fixed menu with wine pairing at Flemings and we plan to continue going west but it’s a situation where an overnight stay at a nearby hotel is required.

These relative slim pickings, from a dining perspective, is one reason why we are integrating a sizable grill into the design of our new home’s Lanai. On one side will be the same bar and stool set-up we had in our Windsor home lower level with the other side of the Lanai having the same grill, gas main attached, as we had on the upper floor of our Windsor home. I have always liked spending time by a grill and with the company I keep, grilling experiences are expected and I promise I won’t let down any guest that drops on by; take a seat, enjoy a cocktail and be prepared for Prime Filet cooked rare to medium rare. Should you want a well-done steak I am sure there will be neighbors nearby who might help you out, but not in our house!

Again, just walking through our future home, as bare-bones as it is in some places, we are already talking about what meals we will prepare. We have even finalized where cocktail cabinets will be placed and where China, Crystal and Flatware will be kept. The plan calls for a drop zone as you exit the garage and before you enter the kitchen and, already, we have made sure there is ample power available to the key drop counter to keep slow-cookers, cooking!

When we purchased the golf cart it was just the second day of our build. During that first week we took a nail into a tire and had to retreat back to the dealer for a plug to be inserted. “Don’t worry; you are building a new home, right? We can expect to see you dropping in on a regular basis. Everyone watching their home being built will experience multiple nail penetrations over the course of the build.” Fortunately, one month into the build there have been no repeat occurrences. But we are prepared for more and wouldn’t be surprised to find yet another nail or screw in the tire in the days ahead.

This incident reminded us to check the tires on our SUV. Our Jaguar F Pace SVR has been our true workhorse, taking us back and forth between Colorado and Florida. When I took a closer look, it wasn’t the presence of nails but rather the absence of tread. Our Pirelli Scorpion all-season tires had 35,750 miles on them and showed considerable wear and tear. Not chorded, mind you, but worn down to the tire tread / wear bar. A quick check with Tirerack and a visit to Discount Tire had us refitted with Toyo Proxes ST III – tires from a company we were familiar with from our track outing days. Have to admit reviews were mixed but even with a different construction and tire pattern to what we had on the track tires but already, the presence of these tires on the SUV gave it a new feel for the road. Who knew the car would be sluggish in the turns with no tread for grip!

Of course I had to end this post with vehicle related commentary. Even if I did precede it with a restaurant observation. Before calling it quits it would not be a usual post unless I passed on to our readership the latest weather forecast. Fall may be making it's presence felt but even so, the temperatures make for good reading. However, this forecast update along with these brief anecdotes, within an evolving storyline that is very much focused on our new home, cannot detract from what we are experiencing together. There comes a time in your life when circumstances steer you in unexpected directions in unexpected ways. Coming to Florida was never in our plans as leaving Colorado never made it into any conversation that included our living situation. Now that it has, and we are getting acclimatized to the Florida winters, its as if this was the plan all along.

We had often talked about building yet one more home but never took those discussions seriously. But here you have it; a condo in Colorado and a home in Florida. We will be changing our residence status to become Floridians and will obtain drivers licenses and register our personal car in Florida. So in case you have as yet not surmised how we feel, than let us be clear. We have most definitely warmed to Florida.

We will likely change preferences for airlines as United poorly service this part of the world. Or not. Denver International isn’t all that far away and we so do enjoy the drive. And we have a place to call home whenever we are there. Margo still sees very much the kid in me as it takes little to get me enthused about something. Anything. But yes, the sign says it all. I can confidently say, I continue to grow old but in the eyes of those who know me well, not up!






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