tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post6355198428935415044..comments2024-03-28T02:29:15.464-07:00Comments on warburtonlabs: THE SECRET MOUNTAIN HIDEOUTMR. WARBURTONhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14686675829688402902noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-60287894945782097182011-03-17T19:16:00.498-07:002011-03-17T19:16:00.498-07:00Tom,
What an absolutely perfect description of lif...Tom,<br />What an absolutely perfect description of life there and the lay of the land. We are sad to see you go as neighbors, but so happy we have met you! Thank you for sharing the blog with me! I will be sure to pass this on to my parents and sisters. Please come by when you are around!<br /><br />KerriKerrinoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-67526079576589016862011-03-16T14:01:03.361-07:002011-03-16T14:01:03.361-07:00To the previous keepers of The Secret Mountain Hid...To the previous keepers of The Secret Mountain Hideout:<br /><br />My family and I are the current "holder-of-keys" to that magical, well loved place and are truly humbled, not only by its enchanted(ness), but also by the heart and history you all put into it. Although the loss your story(s) expressed deeply saddened us, we feel so honored to have the opportunity to appreciate and care for this beautiful place and to be a part of the Secret Mountain Hideout lineage (we are all merely visitors). We don’t have a story like yours or even the previous owner’s, as ours has yet to unfold, but I will say as we first came down the drive and veered to the right past the bridge that my wife and I knew, without speaking, that the red cabin with that singing creek was the one.<br /><br />We are just an architect, a poet, a baby boy and a border collie but we will take care of your little red cabin (along with Mr. and Mrs. B.). We will look after the Stony Clove and clear the trash from her shores. If either of you previous keepers ever wish or need to relive those times or if you just want to check up on her, please don't hesitate to contact us.<br /><br />Todd<br />twilson-at-flankonline.comTodd Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06360039144158318577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-46205520462299768472011-03-16T13:58:02.571-07:002011-03-16T13:58:02.571-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.Todd Wilsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06360039144158318577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-5688437685784436652011-01-20T07:19:05.684-08:002011-01-20T07:19:05.684-08:00Beautiful... Just, beautiful...Beautiful... Just, beautiful...Numbuh 0704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-91302250051220877152011-01-18T17:55:52.636-08:002011-01-18T17:55:52.636-08:00I PROMISED MYSELF I WOULDN'T CRY!
don't wo...I PROMISED MYSELF I WOULDN'T CRY!<br />don't worry Mr. W, i'm sure there's a little peice of paradise here in LA! (but it's gonna be a little hard to find)brianna14https://www.blogger.com/profile/09827463009058584728noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-28559715507297353462011-01-18T14:36:59.899-08:002011-01-18T14:36:59.899-08:00Aw! This sounds so sweet, yet sad at the same time...Aw! This sounds so sweet, yet sad at the same time.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6148971677114312551.post-92233065937177085842011-01-18T11:10:21.676-08:002011-01-18T11:10:21.676-08:00I am the sad previous owner of that magical place....I am the sad previous owner of that magical place. It has been tempting to buy it back, as I knew you were trying to sell it.<br />...The restaurant is gone. Long story....if you read the beginning of Tom's post, he describes EXACTLY how I felt before I closed the restaurant (which is now for sale)....I was burnt to a crisp....<br /><br />I used to frequent the Cabin in the early 90's, newly divorced...seeking a place of solitude...a place to find "myself" again. I was friends with the owners and I rented it often. I told them if they ever wanted to sell it, to let me know..." It was a pipe-dream, as it was worth eleventy thousand dollars then...and I was a poor single Mother of 3 little wood fairies.<br /><br />One day, about 7 years later, I married a man. I took him there to share one of my very special secrets where I found my heart again. While we were there, we had dinner with my friends who owned it. They were ready to sell it. He FELL head over heels for the place...and...my fairy tale came true...he bought it for me...with his eleventy thousand dollars.<br /><br />We had the most memorable moments there. Cool summer days, skiing, picnics on the back deck and moonlight New Year's Eves on the bridge. We fit seven of us in there....tight squeeze...but easily done for a long weekend.<br /><br />We miss it...and it hurts to think that those times are gone and will never return. Bitter sweet....Thanks for sharing this, Tom! xoxoxoxoAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com