Just another day.

Every where we go up here, every corner we turn, there's fabulous scenes like rivers, rushing water, mountains and what have you.

Here's Cottage 23 coming to a conclusion, with a closing date set for late November.

Cottage 20 is a smaller version of Cottage 23, and as all our readers know, it will only be a few short months before this house welcomes a new owner - in this case, Susan.

Here's the foundation of a 980 sq ft mid century ranch house, currently unspoken for.

And Cottage 24 is moving right along, just waiting for some siding to finish up the exterior.

And the interior just passed the last inspection prior to the installation of the insulation.

We are hoping to get planning board approval on a new piece of land November 10th, and if that happens, we hope to get another 3 foundations 'in the ground' before winter's chill hardens the ground.

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Adios mi amigo Juan

Well, the day finally came and it doesn't matter that the guy gave me a two year notice. It's not the fact that the guy was talented and hardworking. It's not the fact that the guy was loyal and tireless. What I will miss most is the guy always had my back - I mean I trusted him totally - and when you have experienced as much disappointment, misdirection, and screw-ups, patch-ups. fix-ups, success, and victory laps as we have here at Catskill Farms as we have contributed $22,750,000 into a tiny depressed community, a guy who has your back is worth its weight in gold.

For 8 years, from soon after he arrived from Guatemala, Juan was my go to guy - a guy that would do what I needed, when I needed it, how I needed it done. And I'm sure there are people reading this who have never run a business, so what I describe sounds more like a puppy than an employee - but for anyone who has ever experienced pure respect and loyalty in the face of diverse and continuous challenges, then I really don't need to explain his value to you.

I mean when Juan joined up with me I had nothing - I had a business by name only. And we built the Baillie's farm, and Farm 1, and Juan a couple of years later said I looked like I was crying every night, and while I don't know if I would go that far, I do remember living in my 400 sq ft shack in Cochecton pretty certain this new old house idea was certainly a stroke of brilliance, but I was equally sure that I probably would run out of time, going down in the flames of debt, inexperience and the shear difficulty of running a business in area like this with a scarcity of labor and talent.

And the thing about Juan is he watched my business grow, contributed to my business's growth, watch me go from struggling to barely build 2 homes a year, to 4, to 6, to 12, and he watched me buy my office building, watched me buy trucks, watched me buy land, watched me invest in the business, and move my house 5 times to stay ahead of the game - and never was his response to hold it against me, to leverage my success in some sort of ransom play - he thought I earned everything I gained, felt I had risked it, played it smart, maneuvered quickly and correctly, and I could always feel the respect he had for what we had done. And as the readers can see from some of the posts on this blog, the reality of the business's growth has been brutal - financially and psychologically - especially when we didn't have the skill or experience to know if we were really doing right and good.

I mean - the guy respected me enough to enjoy seeing me grow and make money. How many employees (or actually people) have enough respect not to look into someone elses pocket?

Pre-party in my kitchen as Lisa, Kelsey and me get ready for the party, post keg tapping.

And the frickin' guy Juan - I mean he did everything right for someone who is trying to get ahead. He kept his vices to a minimum, he repaired things instead of disposing of them, he worked a lot and he worked hard, and he choose an employer who could keep him busy - not just some days, but everyday. For 8 years, I expected him to show up and he expected to have work - and a guy like Juan, lots of people wanted him, recruited him. Now he goes home, having sent enough money back to build a 5 unit apartment house, and a cargo container full of trucks, tools, and other important accumulations. He wasn't a frivolous guy, for sure.

A b/w of Lisa and her 6th grade helper cutting out a lot of Juan photos that we posted everywhere.

Kelsey in high speed. Lisa had some balloons heliumed up for the occasion and lost control of them in the parking lot of the local grocery, Pecks, and off they flew. So she had to get more.

I mean, Juan and I did a lot of shit together. Everytime I would buy some land we would go out with his machete and hike the land with the survey and a 300' tape measure and figure out where the new property lines should be, where the house might go, looking for natural features like stone walls and big rocks and views that we could accent and use accordingly. When I was thinking about buying the 50 acres we subsequently called Eldred Farms, we went out in February and hiked that damn thing - up the hills, through the thickets, across snow 2' deep. Then went and got some wings and beer at the Carriage House in Barryville.

Good picture of the architecture of the house as well as few of the early guests. Lisa's saw collection on the right, duel grills burning on the front porch, balloons, babies, and that's Brad talking to the man of the hour.

Then when I got my old red plow truck, he and I would cruise around shoveling and plowing, ending up at the same old Carriage House for drinks and wings. He was around when Bella was here, and when she passed away.

There's Joe and Randolpho, two proteges of Juan.

I mean, I asked Juan to do crazy shit. Cut those huge trees down (sure I know our newly finished house is 4' away), build that stone patio, trim out that house, put on that roof boot (even though 2' of snow is on the roof), - the guy was like an action-hero you would buy for your child.

He had this 1998 Nissan from the day I met him - the same truck he still has today even though he hit every imaginable animal with it over the years, finally getting a turkey just last year. I one point he had bungee cords holding a few vital pieces together. Juan liked to save his money because at one point he had his tires slashed and Curtis and I didn't feel bad for him because he should have got new tires 2 years before - but interestingly, Juan saw some of that same insane hatred I experience - for the only reason that he did well for himself, and year after year elevated himself a little closer to his goals, and those that made the wrong choices, had a vice too many, chose the wrong employer, bought pricey trucks, stayed home when it rained fell a little bit further behind - so they slash his tires on multiple occasions. With me, it's just mean-spiritness (or as the spell check suggested - 'spiritless') and pettiness, but with Juan it got scary at times.

But that guy could fit more into that pick up than you could imagine. Every possible tool, clamp, rope, lift, wrench, jumper cables, lubricant, -somewhere in that truck it could be found. It was amazing for sure.

Lisa with the tuneage and cake.

James K. in the flesh.

My main Tito, Carlo and Carlo's hot tamale.
There's Nancy and Richard from the Barryville Cottage they bought from us back in June or so. And that's Beth, Juan's "english teacher" for 5 years. That's a great example - I tell Juan back in 2004 that, you know, he's a great worker and I think I will have work for him but he's got to improve his english - that it's the most important thing he can do for himself and for me - and the guy proceeded without fail to find a teacher and go to class twice a week, everyweek, for next 5 years.

Looking into the kitchen where Pablo and Ana from Cottage 7, Jeanne and Deb from Cottage 14, and Gayle and Lane from Cottage 15 were doing tequila shots (actually they weren't, but it sure would have been great).


And our little 11 week old chocolate lab who just 2 weeks ago was the same size as Lucas and now looks like a small dog. He's growing like crazy and just last week when Lisa had Jake the pup and Lucas the child out for a walk and they were pulling her in different directions and an old guy stopped by and said 'look in there' and when she did she saw a 105 lb lab just slobbering back at her - I mean a big dog.

Pretty easy to predict where this ends up - with pinched fingers and all 4 chairs on top of him, tears, recriminations, and promises to take pictures later, act first next time.

He is literally days away from walking and the amazing thing about it is that he gets it, he knows something new is just around the corner.

Well, that's about it. I feel like I'm experiencing a death - because although we are prepared for the change, it won't be the same. It may be worse, it may even be better (it won't be the first time someone has left us only to find the other players have been holding back their best talents), but one thing is for sure -my friend Juan won't be replaced anytime soon and the guy has everything to be proud about the way he lived his 8 years in America. It's a truly American tale of step by step achievement.

My Son Likes Me.

Sure, the continuous posts by bitter Anonymous may be true and my customers may not all be friends (I think that's the way its supposed to be - probably for the better - it's probably the biggest miscalculation I've made in thinking it could be otherwise) but one thing for sure is this little boy sure gets a kick out of me.




I should just stop posting them, but with all the fan mail I get a every week, I suppose they keep me humble. Plus, it's nice someone cares enough to write.

KEGger. TOGA!

From Animal House -

Boon: It's not gonna be an orgy! It's a toga party.
Katy: Honestly, Boon, you're twenty-one years old. In six months you're going to graduate, and tomorrow night you're going to wrap yourself in a bed sheet and pour grain alcohol all over your head. It's cute, but I think I'll pass this time.

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Bluto: TOGA! TOGA!


True, it's been a long time since I bought a keg and rented a tap, barrel, lent a security deposit and hauled it back home, hoping my tap skills have improved in the years since my last rental. And Lara's request if they rented 'beer bongs' and 'beer googles' didn't go over that well with the vendor, but sure cracked James and I up. So today is Juan's last day of work - sure, he gave me a two year notice, but it still snuck up on me. So Lisa is busy downloading Guatemalan music for the party, and I have to go pick up the keg in Port Jervis later today.

Whenever I build a small road, I get to name it, and currently we are building on Catskill Drive.

The picture below is of Cottage 20, which was just pledged to Susan, friend of Gayle, Bryce and Thom. Great house, a smaller version of Cottage 23, sitting way up on a hill outside Narrowsburg NY, above what used to be Luxton Lake. I got there early today before the sun came up and all you could see across the mountains were a few singular and solitary porch lights that were left on overnight.


And here's our next attempt at Mid-Century - a revised 50's Ranch - the first one was snapped up by Erin and Greg last spring. This house got big big views.

And, even though we just started, this is what Cottage 24 looked like two days ago. This 1300 sq ft 2 bedroom, bath a half, 7.5 acres, big ass porches and big views is actually currently for sale, case anyone cares.

This busy picture was taken at 7:55 am - not only are all the truck impressive, but everyone is already unpacked, plugged in, and working. No morning coffee powwow for this team - although I am taking some pizza over at lunch today for Juan's Last Lunch.

And Sweet Lil' Cottage 23, - the interior paint is just being complete and we will be turning this house over the new homeowners by month's end (end of November). Good looking house with standing seam metal porch roof.

That's it for now.

Katy: It must have been some party.
Boon: Unbelievable. A new low. I'm so ashamed.
Katy: I'm almost sorry I missed it.

Ok - Playtime is Over

So I have this pretty wife, funny young son, new puppy and cool house - and now I have more than 21 comments on a blog post - the last remaining aspiration for my young life. And not even 40.

My God, what else is there?

Anyway, I had my fun, made my point, settled some scores and I'm taking down my most famous post ever. Thank you all who commented and made me feel special, loved and what have you - like Lisa says - "Charles, you know standing up for yourself has never turned out negatively."

Comment Clarified and Comments Counted

Last night in Bed Lisa said that maybe Brad and NestDweller don't know my humor well enough to call them 'hanger oners' so this post is to clarify that that was a joke and we hope Brad and NestDweller and friends are the hood for the partee.

In a very exciting development, most comments ever - between facebook and blog - per my last post. Maybe they will overtake that one mean voice mail message I posted that has been the number one post visited for 5 weeks now.

The question remains - what is the magic that is brewed here at Catskill Farms, in Eldred NY?

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The Snake and the Puppy

A snake in my parking lot, my new puppy resting and my cat came home stuck porcupine needles. Never a slow moment up here in Eldred NY.

Party for Juan

For all of you who didn't make the email lists of invitees - there is a very informal going away party for my friend and co-worker, Juan Mayen, this Saturday, at my house. Nothing rave-like or anything like that, but a nice get together with homeowners, coworkers, neighbors and various hanger-oners (Brad and NestDweller - this means you!)

Anyway, come on over if around to our home to celebrate the 8 years of Juan's contribution to Catskill Farms and it's stable of 65 unique homes. We'd love to have you. Doors open at 5ish.

Cottage 17 - Finished and Sold

Yes, it is a bit hard to comprehend - seems like each new day brings a new deal closing for us, and new homeowner and taypayer for the community.

I know Dean from Cottage 13 is eating his heart out out in San Francisco seeing this cottage inspired by his cottage come to a glorious conclusion. He took a job out west soon after buying his cottage in the woods and now for the most part it sits there, fully furnished, looking fantastic, like the green light at the end of the dock in Fitzgerald's Gatsby, symbolizing some of the hopes and dreams of his future. We use it as often as we can as an example of what these homes can be - as Dean has generously allowed us access when showing near clients around. Many of our homes - specifically Cottage 19 and Cottage 17 - have been influenced by Dean's design palette.
So, as we often do, we take one of our designs and tweak it, change it, alter it, add to it, subtract from it, rearrange the layout and build it again. Cottage 13 was designed and built last winter and this version, Cottage 17, started in June, found homeowners in July, sold yesterday, and will be moved into this weekend.

That's our 11 house design, build and sale for 2009 - directly into the teeth the Great Recession. If you count the land we bought, and a few other things we sold, I've completed around 30 real estate transactions in 2009 - with the requisite process of financing, surveys, appraisals, blueprints, closings, etc... Most times Catskill Farms doesn't hold our land very long - as opposed to some of the other big misplanned projects that have been trying to sell the same land for years - for the most part anything we buy we have turned around and sold - usually with a great house on it - within 9 months. As Gib McKean - the Sullivan County real estate legend has said of me - "that Petersheim, he doesn't marry his land, he just has a quick affair with it."

You'll notice the rocks placed smartly (no extra charge), the grass growing with grade A topsoil (no charge) - a totally turnkey home, completely modern in functionality, and thoroughly authentic in design - and clean as a whistle, in fact, squeaky clean (no extra charge).

And that's really the basis of the product we try to offer - stuff as much as possible into the purchase price as possible, instead of the more popular path which is to cry 'upgrade', 'extra' or 'change order' at any possible and conceivable opportunity.

Okay, it's true, we didn't rake the leaves.

1260 sq ft, 2 bedrooms, 2 full baths, fireplace, big ass covered porch and cool deck out back.

Front door, whitewashed ceiling.

Good picture of the interior, with 5 panel doors, Jacobean stained floor with matte finish, glossy black door knobs, stone on the foyer floor and a bird chandelier.

This house pretty much has all of our upgrades - spray foam insulation to keep the heat costs down, security system to monitor intruders and more importantly to monitor any major heat loss/changes when no one is around, wired for a whole house audio system, stone facing up the chimney chase.

Corner fireplaces are great and Juan did a real nice job returning the mantel and stone hearth back to the walls.

Our famous hand constructed cross buck barn doors with 18" hinges and cedar lined closet interior.

Bad picture but great bathroom sink. Brand new.
6' long, 2'+ deep tub/shower area, AKA 'the lap pool'. Huge tub (not extra charge).

And the kitchen. Our clients love their kitchens, - not because they are super fancy (although they do seem be quite nice with the simple cabinets, shelves, tile back splashes and fine appliances).


Bedroom blue gray.

Downstairs bath with pedestal sink and horizontal wood wainscoting.

Ocean blue subway tile with a window to the woods.


The tankless, on demand water heater, - gas-fueled.

Underground gas fuel tank.

And above are the homeowners, James and their friend Gayle who turned these gentlemen onto us a few months ago after the final walk-thru on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Nothing more satisfying than a referral - so thanks, Gayle. That's her hiding behind the fridge above.


And Bryce and Thom. Congrats Gentlemen - great job, and welcome to the Catskill Farms Family- we are very pleased to have you.



What I enjoy most about design and selling these homes is the fact that we enabled these clients to drastically change their lifestyle - and for someone who has called the country home for 8+ yrs now, I think it's always a change well-earned and to be enjoyed for many years to come. I'm hoping a few of these homes in 20 yrs get passed on down to the children or other family members.