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Christmas Valley. This is the most amazing but simple place in the world. At least, its really special to me. Christmas Valley is a place in southern Oregon, and its barely a town. Maybe a few hundred people live there, maybe less? Anyway, its Called Christmas Valley, because they found it in the winter. In the winter, it is a snow wonder land, and its freezing. The snow builds up and the pipes don't work. All the streets are name in relation to christmas. But in the summer, its a giant sesert with sage brush and sandy ground. There is a Mistletoe street and Gingerbread drive. Those are my most favorite places there, besides the Plymell house that my family owns there. You see, the Plymells where my great grandparents, who died when I was three. My great grandfather Plymell had made that house from scratch when he was very young. He planted the trees, and all the oher plants in the three acres of land that spot is. Old man Plymell had a thing as being an artist. He went through garbage dumps just to find ranodom interesting items. Then, he would use tem to create an art peice. He took old soda cans and turned them into old fashioned planes. He took silverware, and turned them into chandeleirs. He would cut wood, to make them the shape of animals, and then paint them and put them in his 2 acre yard. He also put lawn knomes, and Carosel horses, and plastic ducks, and his own whell. You see, after he planted those trees, they grew and grew and grew, and became towers. they are the highest trees around that area that survived. He had sage brush all around his enormous yard, and fences too. He created practically amaze of fences that led to his whell. (this reminds me alot of Pan's Labrynth) Of course his Whell doesn't have water in it any more. All around the "maze" is his art, his antiques, his places to relax. He had a pretend living room in one section of the yard. It had a nice old fashioned chair, a lamp , a radio on a table, and even a carpet. Its one of my favorite places to sit and read. His book shelf wall has almost every topic of book. He has a library room, full of diferent old authors stories. But back ro outside, its an amazing sight. Because all the weeds have never been trimmed there, they rise to your waist, and whee I stay often I push them down, like the living room. We put a pool in the big maze, its nice and relaxing. He also had a shed, with tons of old bikes inthere, we think he was working on some weird bike art before he died. You see, when Old man Plymell died, the house and yard sort of died with it. The inside had been run down, and the paint is flaking. The bathroms toilet doesn't really work anymore. the funky colored tiles are breaking, and the ceiling is falling apart. The outside has weeds growing like crazy, and the lawn ornements are onld and dusty. Every thing just lost its life. The grass is all gone, ad the flowers all died. Bu still, we all love this house. People who drove by 30 years ago loved this house, they had people over all the time. It was THE place to have some fun. Kids lived there perfectly because of the yard, it was enormous. I just wish I cold of lived in that memory. But one day, when I grow older, I'll go to that house and fix it up, and return it to its former glory. I'll live there, and make trips over the mountain back over to Washington. I'll work at the bar, and stay with the children that already know me. I know like, 5, but I work on it, neighbors are about halph a mile away. I only have three weeks there every summer, and I love it. My grandmother would tell me storiess of how Old man Plymell was an amazing artist, and how she loved living at the house. nowadays she comes over for the 4 of july, for the parade and the garage sales. All of Christmas Valley holds a Garage sale, and its amazing. At the book store, they hold a giant sale, and they sell food. And the library room, I have spent whole days in there. I haven't read every book on those walls, but I will. Now don't get me wrong, this house isn't very big. It has one bathroom, a living room/kitchen, two bedrooms, one library room, and one garage. And one portch. The floors are tiles with a bunch of carbets over them, like 50. The kitchen is small, and the garage takes up halph of the house. But one day, I'll make that house my house.