Life on the Hill
Kadizzle may not be hitting grand slams, but he’s still stepping up to the plate. The plan is simple: keep day-to-day life here on Kadizzled, and move the heavy political artillery over to The National Association for the Advancement of Humanity.
Here in the real world, it looks like another fine day in paradise. Five years ago we built this house, and the neighborhood has turned out better than we could have hoped. The lawns are tidy, the dogs are friendly, and—naturally—there’s a fresh crop of flagpoles sprouting up like dandelions after a spring rain.
Around here, a flagpole is often code for I’ve got a gun and think Trump walks on water. Still, our neighbors are decent folks, even the ones lost in the MAGA fog. We’ve also got a fair share of rational people, and somehow everyone gets along just fine.
Home prices have climbed nicely since we moved in. The house just below us is listed at $1.3 million, and another nearby is flirting with a cool million. Whether those sellers hit the jackpot or just dream out loud remains to be seen—the housing market’s been catching its breath lately.
From our perch on top of the hill, the view stretches across mountains that never seem to get old. Payson is a town wrapped in National Forest—pines to the east, dry forest to the west—and that mix of climate and wilderness is what draws people here. Down below, three small lakes sparkle beside a beautiful park where kids and retirees reel in stocked trout all year long.
For someone who once called North Dakota home, Payson feels like another planet—one with mountains, sunshine, and just enough local characters to keep a blog alive.
If you enjoy these reflections, visit the sister site where Kadizzle takes on the bigger battles — politics, truth, and the national circus — at The National Association for the Advancement of Humanity. https://naftaoh.blogspot.com/
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