There once was a girl named Jane who escaped the clutches of everyday life and found herself in a faraway land where her deepest longings were waiting for her there….
While in Wales, my dream came true. There was a place I had seen on the internet called The Old Rectory On The Lake nestled in the southern part of the Snowdonia National Park. After viewing hundreds of photos, I knew I had to be a part and see for myself this beautiful piece of earth. My friend and I traveled there in January of 2019 and met with the owners, John and Ricky who were fabulous hosts and allowed us to tour the entire property on our own. You see, I had fallen in love with this gem and was considering to purchase it with a settlement that never happened but the funds at the moment are the only thing holding me back.
While walking the entire property inside and out, I felt the world of cares lifted from my shoulder as you may have read an earlier blog about my misfortune back in 2017-2018, and peace settled instead. Outside, the sounds of birds and maybe an otter playing around in the lake along with the fresh air, not to mention those breath-taking panoramic views surrounded me with an unexplainable feeling that you can only experience to understand the depth of my meaning. I knew in my heart that I could spend the rest of my life waking up to spectacular views every morning and taking my time walking around the lake every day that the weather permitted. I was even amped up about hiking the Cader-Idris that surround this beautiful place. If you know me, you know hiking is one of my favorite past-times.
It was cold and rainy on this day, so my photos does this place no justice, but even in the dreariness of Wales’s infamous, unpredictable weather, the beauty is unmatched and magnificent. I fell in love with how the mountains and valleys come together in a lush verdant landscape. A few of these photos were taken from the detached chattel with Sauna and shower, and a hot tub built on an elevated decking area. I can imagine sipping on good ole southern sweet iced tea as I am used to, or the hot tea English style while taking in the stars at night soaking in that outdoor prominence while the bubbles sooth away all of my yesterdays. I would definitely lose time here trying to endure this grand lap of luxury with its rhythm of peace.
As I walked the property in the drizzling rain, I thought about what I would change if I owned the place and there was not much I would change nor would want to, but I do have my American style that will never die and adding a few touches here and there would definitely make it home for me. It’s warm and welcoming, a place I want to be but there are a few things I would add if given the opportunity. I would change the small house down by the lake that is used to house extra guest and make the front all glass where the lake would be your view at all times. I would also change the kitchen to the main house as it is an industrial kitchen for the five star award winning B&B that it is currently being used for and make it into my dream kitchen area and maybe, just maybe bring down a wall downstairs separating the main living space from the dining area and make it all open. But that idea is not set in stone because I do like the exposed stone wall with the A-frame ceiling with exposed beams and oak flooring and nothing but perfect views on your left and right spilling in those big huge windows.
There are ten rooms in this house including the Vicar’s study downstairs and two garages that have been converted into a retreat, an open plan self-contained unit with a small kitchen, but I would definitely make this my writing and music studio. Each bedroom has its own full bath and is perfect for entertaining guest who come for a get-a-way. My favorite part of the house is the entrance with its huge gothic front door and the curved window that was designed and put in by John, the owner himself. He has fabulous taste, I must say! Did I mention there was an under stairs wine cellar?
It’s my understanding that the house has been taken off the market, but I do remember chatting with John and Ricky while sipping hot tea, and he was very clear about not selling the house to just anyone because he didn’t want others to come in and change it into a hotel or something similar, rather he wanted someone to buy it to leave it as the house that it is which was my plan all alone. I had no desires to run a hotel nor a B&B and I even shared with the owners what I would do to the place if I chose to buy it which was make it my home and add some personal changes which I mentioned above which both John and Ricky fell in love with. But other buyers wanted to change the very thing John was hoping would not happen which is why I think the house was taken off the market. If someday soon, a miracle happens and the money comes my way, I will go to Wales and have another sit-down with the owners and sign papers if they would indeed agree. Oh I do pray this real-life fairy tale will become reality for me some day….