New House Almost Ready

We have now completed the painting in almost every room. I’ve determined that doing a mural in the living room was probably NOT my most brilliant decision. It has, however, been a relaxing way to make some progress when I’m too tired, or my legs and arms hurt too much to continue with the rolling and the “over my head” painting.

I did manage to paint the quote over the mantle that I wanted to paint (Thoreau, of course). But, I don’t know if I’m going to redo the lettering. Most of it is ok, but the first letter (a “G”) looks a little odd and it bugs me.

Mantle Quote

We made the final truck-load from the cabin to the city. The only thing left is a car load or two. Continue reading

Dissappearing Dreams

I get the keys to the new house today and already I’m worried about being in the “renter” category again. It seems nuts to have a farm as beautiful as the one I have and choose to live in the middle of the city with all the damn city noises, all the people everywhere and all the mess. There is no natural beauty here. None. I have 25 acres of pristine, untouched, unparalleled beauty that I own free and clear… and I sit here paying for the privilege of being where I don’t really want to be. Continue reading