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Let me start by saying this: Timberwood Park is not the San Antonio people picture when they think of the Alamo City. We’re not in the middle of the downtown buzz. We don’t have a view of the Tower of the Americas. But we do have deer — so many deer that at this point, I’m starting to think a few of them pay property taxes.
Born and raised in San Antonio, I always thought I’d be a city girl for life. Spurs games, late-night tacos and knowing the best back roads to skip Fiesta traffic — it’s in my DNA. But a few years ago, my partner, Vin, and I found ourselves drawn to something different. We didn’t want to leave San Antonio, but we did want a little more space, a little more quiet and a whole lot more deer. Enter: Timberwood Park.
We’ve lived here for over three years now, and it honestly feels like we’ve cracked some kind of lifestyle cheat code. We moved here with a simple goal: we wanted the best of both worlds. We sought the peace and quiet of country living, but wanted to be close enough to the city to still get tacos at 10 p.m. without packing a suitcase.
Mission accomplished. It’s peaceful, it’s scenic and it somehow still puts us close enough to H-E-B that we’re not out here roughing it. When friends visit, they’re like, “Wait, this is San Antonio?” I just smile. We’ve got the best of both worlds: city energy when we want it, country calm when we don’t.
Our house is a bit of an oddball on the block. It’s perched on stilts like a beach house you’d find in Corpus Christi — except instead of sand and seagulls, we’ve got rolling hills, foxes, rabbits and an occasional scorpion reminding us to always double-check our shoes. From our deck, we can see the whole area. It’s our little treehouse in the sky, and honestly, I wouldn’t trade that view for anything.
One of our favorite routines is taking our Maltese, Lucky, on long walks through the neighborhood. Lucky runs this place like he’s the unofficial mayor. Everyone knows him. I walk him for exercise, but Vin says I mostly end up talking to half the neighborhood before we even make it past the mailbox. He’s not wrong.
Timberwood Park isn’t just a place where people wave politely from their driveways —this is the kind of place where a quick “Hi, how’s your day?” can turn into a front porch visit, a surprise dinner invitation or someone handing you homemade banana bread just because it’s Wednesday. And listen, if you’ve never accepted dessert from someone just because you walked past their house with a cute dog, I highly recommend it.
And yes, we have a clubhouse. Not to brag, but it’s got a pool, trails and a vibe that makes you forget you’re just minutes from a Costco. Sundays are our “reset” day —grab a cup of coffee from one of our favorite local small businesses, wave at a few more neighbors, maybe take Lucky for his second or third “victory lap” of the day.
One of my favorite things about Timberwood Park is that it’s full of longtime residents and original homeowners. There’s a real sense of community here. People know each other, they care. It’s not uncommon to see folks helping each other with yard work, trading garden vegetables or gathering for impromptu porch conversations that go way past sunset. It’s like living in a small town without ever leaving the city limits.
Living out here has brought a whole new rhythm to our lives. As real estate investors, we spend our days helping families. For us, real estate has never just been about properties, it’s always been about people. We’ve made it a priority to give back through housing that’s affordable, dignified and rooted in community. Whether it’s military families relocating to San Antonio, folks displaced from their homes or individuals open to co-living to keep costs down, our focus is on creating spaces that feel like home — even when life feels anything but certain. Timberwood Park gives us that. It’s quiet, it’s wild (literally) and it has this warm, neighborly magic that makes you feel like you belong the second you pull into the driveway.
So no, we’re not in the heart of the city anymore. We’re somewhere better. Somewhere where the stars are brighter, the air is cleaner and the neighbors bring you dessert just because. Somewhere just enough wildlife to keep things interesting (and mildly dangerous). That’s Timberwood Park. That’s home.
