In the quiet curve of Ward Hill, where the world seems to exhale, you'll find a home that feels less like an address and more like a retreat carved from intention. Step inside and the Brazilian cherrywood floors greet you with that slow, confident warmth—like an old friend pouring you… Read More a drink before you sit. The Sub-Zero hums softly, the Viking stove waits patiently, knowing good meals and better conversations are inevitable. Two fireplaces—one for winter nights inside, one for summer stories under open skies—remind you that fire is still the oldest form of hospitality. Downstairs, an 8.5-foot-ceilinged basement stretches out, finished and generous, built for the kind of gatherings that don't check the clock. Storage everywhere, the kind that makes life feel less cluttered and more possible. But the soul of this place lives outside. Twelve thousand square feet of resort-style escape, completely papered and curated like someone knew exactly what joy looks like. A heated saltwater pool that feels like slipping into another version of yourself. A marble-topped outdoor bar where the night can stretch long, a gas grill ready for whatever adventure hunger demands, and a natural-gas fireplace that turns every evening into a memory. Even the shed—12x24 with electric—isn't a shed. It's potential. A workshop, a studio, a sanctuary. A two-car garage stands guard, quietly confident. Two sets of washer-dryers keep life moving without the bottleneck. Stainless steel. Granite. Every detail chosen with intention. This isn't just a home on Ward Hill. It's a place that reminds you to live a little slower, eat a little better, and savor the spaces where life actually happens. Read Less
