It's a funny thing, when I picture my "dream house" I often envision one of four scenarios (I love old buildings!) - a big old Victorian home, a smallish Arts and Crafts style bungalow, an above the store apartment, or a nonconventional building turned house (barn, church, gas station, etc.). But they all have a … Continue reading Dream House is (Almost) Home
My father is planning on moving. That's an understatement. He's looking at moving into a retirement community that is closer to us, his family; yet this new to him community is 5 hours away from his current home. He's reluctant to move, for good reason. I can't fault him for that. A few others I … Continue reading Seashells on the shelf
I've been told that my family surname means, loosely translated, a weed you can't kill. I know my Gmom wasn't born with the same surname so it might not truly apply to her, but my paternal grandparents are still thriving. Well, maybe not thriving, but they are doing much better than most people their age, since … Continue reading Curating my collection.