Behind my house is a little river named the Rocky River. It is appropriately named, because during the summer months, especially, when it is low, there are many rocks in and alongside the river. I like living by this little river. When I go out on my deck, I could throw a rock into the river, so it is close. My baseball arm is not very good anymore, so that tells you how close to the house it is. In fact, when we thought about buying this place, we were a little concerned that it might flood us. But we saw a hundred years study and plan and discovered there is almost no chance we could be flooded. I am ok with that level of risk. I did not grow up around water, so having it outside my back door was not a necessity. Sometimes I think I would like to live right next to the ocean, but maybe I would get tired of it. I do like my Rocky River. It is a charming r...