..into a first home for us.
From weird, leftover furniture...
...to sunny, colorful afternoons.
It wasn't a lot to look at from the outside.
But I still loved the little things that made it home to us.
Dew drops in our garden in the winter...
...and mornings spent in the garden writing and drinking coffee.
...to very sleepy.
I embarked on lots of weird, crafty adventures trying to make our home as "us" as possible.
After three years, it's time for us to move on. You've served us well, home.
We begin again.