When our friend Jim decided that it was not good for him to live one more winter in the country. he matter of factly put his house on the market and called to see if we had a place open. We did.
We had two of them open, but the one that I wanted him to have had a covered back porch overlooking the river. There is a high wall of shrubs separating his property from the house next door. We built the steps going down to the river, so that he and Paula (the tenant on the other side) could walk down and sit by the water, with the view across to a heavily wooded island which blocks the view of town across the river. From his back porch, a person could forget that he wasn't in the country.