The glass arrives all at once — floor to ceiling, wall after wall dissolving into the canopy beyond, and suddenly the discipline you felt in those earlier rooms finds its counterpart in light that pours across every surface without apology. This is where the chef-driven heart of the home meets something almost reckless in its transparency, the kitchen's professional-grade precision now framed against a theater of green that shifts with every hour. The same intentionality that shaped the approach — that controlled unfolding of material and mood — here trades its restraint for a kind of radical openness, as though the house itself decided you were ready. And what it reveals through all that glass is not just landscape but the promise of rooms still ahead, spaces where what you cook, what you gather, what you celebrate all converge on something the house has been