A glimpse at the beauty of Coudersport in the fall. If you've never been to Coudersport, I would highly recommend a visit when the leaves are showing off their impressive colors. A few weeks ago, I took a break to enjoy this years display and it certainly did not disappoint. The house is located only a few blocks from this lovely downtown scenery. These leaves have provided wonderful inspiration for what trees we will be adding alongside the house when we shift our focus to landscaping. I certainly can't wait to replace our "spooky" tree with one that actually produces leaves. A tree with beautiful leaves that inspire you to just rake them up into a pile, not to get rid of, but to jump into like back when you were a kid and you could easily find the magic in a crunchy orange leaf.
I stood on the weathered front porch eagerly awaiting the opening of the front door. Once the lock was undone the door creaked open revealing a dust-filled entryway. The air was dry and chalky. Subtle beams of sunlight drifted down from the windows up above. I stared up at a beautiful spiraling staircase. At that moment, I fell in love with the house. I didn't need to see anything else, standing in the entryway, essentially the heart of the house, I knew that it was perfect. It didn't matter that the house tried to choke you with dust or that their were pigeons flying around in the attic. Even in its state of disarray, the house was captivating. There weren't any lights in the house, there was barely even any sunlight on the lower floors due to the boarded up windows. There wasn't a faucet to rinse away the dirt that would quickly settle into your skin while walking down the halls. A tub without a water supply, an unidentifiable kitchen, windows without views. The hou