Welcome to my journey of life. I am Rita Moser and now that I am a grandmother of eight beautiful and of course, wonderful grandchildren. My desire is to document my mosaic journey and the DIY log house their grandfather and I built, way before they were born. Now that I am older with age and wish I had more information about my grandparents, it is my desire to explain what, why, and how their grandfather and I ventured into a life in the rural country at a very young age. Hopefully, one day, they will appreciate our sincere interest in providing what we felt like was a unique, interesting, and preserving way of life. A way of life that would enable all to enjoy the woods while leaving a legacy with a house that would never go out of style because of its uniqueness. I invite you to follow along, and even participate by asking questions and advice. I hope you find it valuable to interact with me as I try to remember with pictures and stories the process, decisions, expectations, and problems that can occur with any change in life. I really do hope to hear from you and look forward to meeting you.
Our journey of moving to East Texas began in 1982 when a good friend invited us to visit his father in the rural country, where he raised coon dogs. Seeing his calm, peaceful, and relaxing lifestyle, we decided we were missing out on a casual and uplifting opportunity . A quaint small town life where everyone knew everyone, seemed so safe and appealing. Spring fed lakes, many surrounding the area, offered free, healthy, refreshing, and wholesome entertainment for our two young boys, ages three and one. Luscious big trees, tall flowing grass, and a wide variety of colorful flowers, and wandering wildlife were abundant every where we dared to venture. Surprised and amazed is an understatement. We were no longer just curious but instead, we were now determined to live a life full of what seemed liked freedom, clean, and healthy, back to the basics, and hopefully a fun, educational, entertaining lifestyle of wilderness right out of our own backyard.
Before we knew it, we were no longer contended to stay in Dallas for even a few days. the peace of no traffic, the views of beauty, the curiosity of the small towns, drew us to hop in the car and drive to East Texas. The amazing and convenient fact of this prolific rural countryside was the short distance from the metropolitan area of Dallas. Only one and half hours from Dallas, the short drive convinced us, that not only was it worth the trip, but that it was definitely worth the move to East Texas way of life. So with few mixed emotions and only a great driving desire, we started to think and consider all we needed to do. and the first step was to find land. Not just land that was pretty but land that was not landlocked….. for there were many…. land that if purchased gave no guarantee, you could even get to it.
