Who would like a modern rustic mansion with its own TV studio? This is a 2006 home in Aurora, Ohio. 6bds, 11ba, $5.9M + $33mo. HOA fee.
We are greeted by an assortment of statues in the great entrance hall.
The living room is sunken and separated from the main hall by a stone planter wall.
The entrance hall and living room have ceilings that rise 2 stories high, and have lots of windows to let in natural light. It's a very organic home with wood, stone, and an assortment of plants.
This home is very large and very open. From the great hall, with a flagstone floor, the kitchen area switches to a wood floor.
Look at all the trees used to built this home. There are 2 ovens in the island. The kitchen is very large and very spread out.
In the home office it looks like someone works from home. It's a large room with lots of light, darker wood and stucco walls.
Not sure what this room with a table, chairs, and a kitchen sink is.
This sitting area is part of the primary suite and features a large niche with a Buddha.
The primary bedroom is gigantic.
The en-suite bath has several rooms.
And, there's an exercise space.
Even the hallway is lined with log beams.
This secondary bedroom is very large, too.
Plus, it has a bigger-than-average bath.
Also in this wing is another full kitchen.
At the bottom of the stairs is a bar.
This is a sitting room for the guest suite.
I don't understand this en-suite. Maybe if the toilet room is in use or has an odor problem, there's still a sink available. And, there's also a kitchenette.
I'm surprised that in a mansion this size, the family room, library, and home theater are all in one.
The TV studio is large and has a green screen.
The control room certainly looks professional.
The property measures 17.63 acres of park-like land.
The home itself looks like a resort.
https://www.zillow.com/homedetails/805-Cascades-Dr-Aurora-OH-44202/118330501_zpid/
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Thanks for the tag @somethingclevermahogony!
Five Senses Tag
Rules: share a snippet to represent each of the five senses (sight, sound, taste, touch, smell)
Let's see if Secrets of Salis (MG book 2) has anything good!
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Sight:
Well, slather me in radium and call me a sorcerer…. Astra’s eyes grew wide as she took in the spotless streets and sculpted stucco columns. It was like stepping from hell into heaven. Fountains made flowing music on every corner and there were even decorative pines in planters along the sidewalks. Every window frame was plated in brass, turned luminous by the wrought iron gaslamps.
And the people! For once in her life, Astra saw no humans, goblins, or selkies to balance things out—just a sea of white and gray faces framed with donkey-like ears. The elves here dressed in delicate pastels, not even the ash from the foundries beyond daring to cross the inner wall. Most walked at a stately pace, shooting her vardo the sort of well-bred glares the witch was accustomed to in Yewbury.
“This place is fuuuucked,” she whispered.
Sound:
The shades giggled as she tried to breathe heavily, but the air wouldn’t come. This time, they sounded like little Agri and Twayun who’d lived at the end of her street.
At the end of this street though, Vermir could finally see her destination. She hadn’t been certain of the location, hence why she’d set down the door a ways away. It wasn’t like she’d really been in Unity for that long, despite haunting it for nearly a year. Even so, getting the directions wrong galled her.
Taste:
Astra awoke slowly and miserably. The first sensation that came back to her was, unfortunately, taste. This was unfortunate because her mouth tasted like a week-dead mushroom.
Touch:
The second sensation to return was touch. This was even more unfortunate for two reasons. One, she was tied to a chair. Two, she was dressed in the itchiest, most unflattering shift known to man.
Smell:
Mashal gave a lungless sigh. “We’re getting close…”
Astra laughed from her place within the vardo. “Sure are! When you can smell the pig shit, you’re officially within the city limits of Nakaow. I’m pretty sure that’s the law, at least.”
“I don’t have a sense of smell.” Mashal tapped his sculpted bronze and steel nose for emphasis.
The witch winced at her misstep, then suddenly took on a thoughtful expression. “You know, I could try n’ build ya one. I fixed you up with those temperature sensors and that new arm on the way down—I reckon smell wouldn’t be too much of a bother after alla’ that.”
Briefly, Mashal actually considered it, before shaking his head. “No, I think we have bigger things to focus on right now. And I though I don’t remember what pig shit smells like, I’m pretty keen on keeping it that way.”
This was surprisingly difficult with one of my two protags missing three of his five senses
I'll tag @mysticstarlightduck @abalonetea @elizaellwrites and anyone else who wants in :)
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