Died-and-gone-to-heaven… No, that is another episode in another story. The bliss of Elysium lies within the walls, though, and in the views across the fields and trees to the water, and to Kitsap Peninsula, and the Olympic Mountains beyond. In its wood, in its slate…in every texture of every surface, the curve of every line…in the vastness of its graciousness of space, everywhere the unfolding of eminence without the slightest ostentation…this house overwhelms with wonder. Just the few privileged moments here seem gifted. How very fortunate those who may call it home!