The Villages of CreekSide
Once upon a time there was a land planner who had a vision of a time reborn.
He dreamt of a future that promised family gatherings, quiet times, and blessings that fell soft as snow.
It would become a village where home meant a simpler way of life.
Land would flow gracefully, curving this way and that.
Villagers could unwind by simply following the paths.
Windows would charm onlookers as they took evening strolls.
The squeak of a rocker on a front porch said, "hello neighbor."
Children's squeals and giggles could be heard inside and out.
Nourishment of the mind, body, and spirit were all close at hand.
Upon entering the village, life would subtly change into a world where time stood still... long enough to catch a breath.
A front porch meant friends and the back door solitude.
Simpler times... each day a new beginning...