The windows in Jim's house aren't your typical panes of glass looking out at a tree-lined street in some suburban neighborhood. Rather, they become works of art in and of themselves. Every window from this sprawling estate provides a motif the Southwestern painters of old could only dream of. The Superstition Mountains jetting high above the roofline and endless miles of desert providing a serene and almost overwhelming sense of calm. "This is really the prime spot," Jim shares with me, "you walk a mile and half in that direction and you see the masses of humanity going up the trails toward Siphon Draw". In the Superstition Mountain Foothills, you truly live among nature. Where others can only visit, you hang your hat, sit, and let the desert take you in. There was a day when communities this far East provided little in the way of amenities for residents. But as sprawl has brought food, shopping, and more to the area, the community still feels just as authentically Arizona as ever.