Friday, 5 o’clock. The week falls away the moment you turn down the lane. Sunlight flickers through the trees. The Chester glints on your left. Then the woods open up, the cottage comes into view, and there’s water on your right too. You’ve arrived at a point embraced by about 2,000 feet of tidal shoreline on 13.42 quiet, private acres. This 1950 Tidewater Cape was built by a father and son as a summer escape, and you can feel the years of happy weekends the moment you step inside. Warm hardwood floors underfoot. Built-ins crafted by hand. Exposed beams overhead and a fireplace waiting for cool autumn evenings. One bedroom, two full baths, and a lower level country kitchen and family room where the coffee pot is always on, and the table always has room for one more. Walk around back, and the house shows you its heart: three stories of classic Tidewater charm rising above the river, glowing in the late afternoon light. Saturday starts slow, with coffee on the porch and mist lifting off the water. The afternoon belongs to fishing, paddling, or wandering the woods. Evening brings the sunset, painting the river gold from the lower patio. And Sunday? Sunday comes far too soon. A detached garage and a workshop with electric stand ready for the kayaks, the fishing rods, and the weekend projects. The pier conveys as is and is ready for your vision. Some places you visit. This one you’ll count the days to come back to.