Let me tell you about her. Her name is Jayne Ellen. She’s new, yet timeless—effortlessly poised in the heart of Downtown Alpharetta like she’s always belonged there. You don’t just see her—you feel her. And the moment you lay eyes on her, something in you stills. She’s not just a home; she’s an experience. Jayne Ellen rests gently on a lush, professionally landscaped lot and rolls down to a private pond, framed by curated blooms, chirping songbirds and whispering trees. With room for a pool and a garden, there simply is nothing quite like her. She doesn’t clamor for attention. She simply is—elegant, self-assured, magnetic. Step inside and you’ll see—every inch of her is new. She’s thoughtfully rebuilt from the foundation up, fully permitted and perfected with intention and care. Designer lighting enchants her open spaces, highlighting rich textures and finishes in a floor plan that feels both expansive and intimate. Stone, cypress wood and custom masonry sprinkles serenity and sophistication into every square inch. She’s a traditional ranch, yet she boasts a finished terrace level that unfolds like a secret garden: versatile, quiet, full of possibility. Need storage space? Room for a gym? A theater? A sauna? Let your imagination run free! She’s as intelligent as she is beautiful. She’s ready for your electric vehicles, she’ll comfort you with energy-efficient systems, and a design that anticipates your every need. You’ll come to appreciate the extra ice makers, refrigerators and utility sinks in the laundry, coffee bar and terrace kitchenette. Jayne Ellen doesn’t require fixing or fussing—her cost of ownership is delightfully low because everything has already been done, and done well. She’s just steps from the heartbeat of Alpharetta—the restaurants, the music, the Saturday markets, the late-night laughter echoing off patios. Yet when you're with her, all of that fades into the background. She offers peace. Stillness. A sense of place. And she belongs to the state's most competitive school districts, for those dreaming of future chapters. Jayne Ellen doesn’t raise her voice. She doesn’t try too hard. But she leaves an impression you won’t shake. You’ll find yourself thinking about her at odd hours, wondering what it might feel like to come home to her every day. Because some homes you tour. But Jayne Ellen—she’s the one you remember.