Where does the lawn end and the home begin? I wonder if they make lawn mowers that can flip up 90 degrees and mow the wall.
Actually this home looks like it could be pretty sweet to live in.
You know, if you’re into the whole castle / story book / fairy tale thing.
But let’s be honest… who isn’t?
HDR makes anything look cool, but I could totally live there. I love the desk, the bathroom… Ok, now I need to raise $6.5M.
@Frodo: Raise? With that sort of attitude you’ll *never* become the sort of absolute monarch who would claim such a castle as his home. Best round up your referrals for position of footman, Frodo. ;)
(OK, you know I’m joking, right?)
Holy Cannoli, Fatman! That is one ritzy fatcave!! One half expects Mayor Regina and Mr. Gold to come strolling across the lawn, joined perhaps by Tywin Lannister and Lorenzo De Medici. (Can you tell I love me some sword and sandals fantasy TV?)
Wowee, somebody had a ton of fun putting this place together. While some of the furniture is not to my taste (turquoise recliners and matching barstools with overly fussy feet), other pieces are **awesome** (anyone care to dine on an enormous treaty table? …in a vaulted chamber?!). I’d prefer a little less fussiness and a bit more hefty medieval feel, but hey… CASTLE!!! I know one thing… I would kill to have a *family room* the size of that bathroom. (O_o)
Maybe it’s just me, but not all the HD photography works for me. Pics 1, 13, and 14 look like stage sets and not because they’re exotic. Somehow the HD makes them look like cardboard and plywood fakes under stage lights. The one chair facing the camera in Pic 13 even looks like it’s a bad photoshop add-in. Other photos are quite handsome, though.
Whatever… I’m off to relax next to that lovely pool-pond combo. Jeeves, bring me a flagon of mead and a joint of beef, will you?
I can’t help but like it, even though I’m embarrassed to admit it. I know it’s fake as hell, but geez…that dining room…I want to sit in there and drink wine in big metal goblets…sigh.
@K: You mean fake as hell as in it’s not an authentic, centuries-old castle? Because it *is* a real listing of a real house, even if the pictures do look fake. If you haven’t checked out the other photos, I recommend taking a look.
How do you mow the lawn? Dear friends, let me tell you how you mow the lawn.
You simply set me up in a darling little grounds keeper’s cottage and watch me trundle around with a little set of ornate antique clippers for a few hours every day. I’ll even wear a costume and mumble bits of inscrutable wisdom.
And should you find you’re not fond of those recliners – which actually made me exclaim “It’s even got recliners!” – command one of the indoor staff to move ’em out to my cottage.
@anodean: Tis not the concept of recliners, tis the color and material. They look like leather to me. While leather is a nice thing, trying to rise from having sat upon it can lead to unpleasant sensations of flaying on the backs of one’s legs. It also tends to make one sweat. A cooler – and safer – fabric recliner would suit me just fine, even in a castle. :)
So, if you get the grounds keeper’s job, can we call you Boothby?
@Emerald63: If I get the job, you can call me late to dinner. :D
I had thought suede or velvet, based on the shadowing around the tucks on the far one. But even if it were leather, I’m quite sure I could find something cushy and breathable to set on it. ;)
@anodean: ‘Kay… feeling a compulsion here… Boothby was the name of the groundskeeper at Star Fleet Academy in Star Trek: The Next Generation, played wonderfully by the late Ray Walston, may he rest in peace. (He also played “My Favorite Martian.”) As is true of many of “the help” in such places, Boothby knew way more about a lot of things than most of the official staff did and was also way more helpful to the cadets. As a youth, ven Picard was in awe of Boothby and held deep respect for even after he became a star ship captain.
@Emerald63: That should read “even Picard…”
Oh yes, I remembered Boothby – the true power and institutional memory of Star Fleet Academy. What do you suppose he couldn’t get done with a word in the ear of any former-cadet-now-admiral?
Right up there with Lu-Tze, the sweeper of the History Monks… who gave rise to the wise saying, “Always learn the name of the sweeper” and who taught the mysteries of Deja Fu: the feeling that you have been kicked in the head this way before.
@Emerald63: Yeah, I know. Unless you have umpteen mortgages on your place, you aren’t scratching in the same sandbox with the big cats. I kind of like having minimal debts.
Y’all can mow that all ya want. I’ll just be happy snoozing in the walk-in closet as long as I can stroll down that gorgeous, lush, green garden path in Picture #3… :-D
@Frodo: Minimal debts and low tech… the smart man’s (and woman’s) means to an easy and relatively calm life.
@Denita TwoDragons: Careful, girl… you’re risking exile from your Texan homeland saying that…….
No, it’s more like a dusty Texan girl who would love to experience grass that isn’t fried five minutes after it sprouts. ;-)
@Denita TwoDragons: But… but… you’re dissin’ The Great State! Ain’t that a hangin’ offense down under (the rest of the Lower 48)?!
@Emerald63: Oh no, not at all, m’dear. It’s the deep-seated envy of every red-blooded Texan that doesn’t have access to the massive piles of money it takes to keep one’s carefully-manicured St. Augustine watered. Now whether we all admit that in public is a different matter…image to keep up, you know… ;-)
@Denita TwoDragons: Well, see, that was my point – you were admitting it in public. The first thing folks who want to keep their own deep feelings completely secret do is point and shout at the few who’ll admit to anything. “She’s a witch! Burn Her, Burn Her!” Despite the Monty Python quote, it actually smacks much more of the “she doth protest too much” scenario. Just sayin’, I thought you’re painting a target on yourself just for being honest. Guess you really are one of “the Emperor has no clothes” kinda gals, ain’cha? And it’s why we like you, too! ;)
Oh, dear…not sure why it took me so long…
This place requires some “cutting-hedge technology.”
*ducks incoming tomato*
@Emerald63: How *did* that duck get the tomato?
Oh, of course, silly me. From an ad in the classified personals!