Some of you want to see the inside of “the house that Jeff built.” (That’s what a lot of people call it.) In photos and captions…
His staircase is the crowning glory. (I chose the design and some of the materials, and painted the metal parts, but the woodwork is all his.)I loved adding the homey touches. Rugs, lamps, tables, and throws turn a house into a home. A lot more fun than picking paints! (And windows, doors, siding, shingles, wood paneling, floor coverings, even house layout. All while trying to keep to my budget. What made me think I could act as a contractor and project manager? And often laborer. It was a year I don’t care to repeat. 😉 )Plus dining furniture to replace the picnic table. Not high-end, but they work.New favorite place to sit. (The picnic table worked fine until I started losing Scrabble pieces through the slats. 😄 )The island was a great place to construct end tables and chairs – much easier than doing it on the floor. (It fell to me to put these things together while he was laid up. No biggie. I’ve done many, since I’ve lived alone most of my life.)This antique hall tree was sitting in Jeff’s storage trailer for a few years. To bring it back to serviceable shape…… first, some sandpaper and steel wool…… followed by this stuff. It worked great on my Virginia furniture and it worked here too.… and, voila. When will I go back up there to enjoy the fruits of labor? My own future, like this country’s, holds more questions than certainty.But I sure miss this view. Some of us need nature in order to breathe. Which is how this whole project, and this blog, began. Creating a place to breathe.When not in Michigan, I find it where I can. In my Virginia patio, everything is blooming…… including my roses, and the wisteria.A “wicked” wisteria, as it turns out! During pruning, a vine “lashed out” and whacked me in the eye. So, a very big – and very painful – corneal abrasion. The doc said it was the biggest he’s seen. If you’ve had one, you know what it’s like. Somebody’s sticking needles in your eye. That went on for 18 hours before I figured out a way to get to the doc. I’ll get the bandage off today and hopefully have normal sight again soon.
I miss him…a big part of my life up there, even though he wasn’t mine. I was grateful to be there for his last week of life.
Jeff and you built a fabulous cabin. Like your pirate phase there. I’ve been poked in the eye with plants wood chips whatever many times. You should be good. It’s warming up, finally, here.
What a treat to tour the interior of your extraordinary cabin! DR chairs look really lush and comfortable. The hall tree blows my mind! Talk about transformation!
For Many Moons 
Jeff and you built a fabulous cabin. Like your pirate phase there. I’ve been poked in the eye with plants wood chips whatever many times. You should be good. It’s warming up, finally, here.
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What a treat to tour the interior of your extraordinary cabin! DR chairs look really lush and comfortable. The hall tree blows my mind! Talk about transformation!
I hope Teri is right about your eye!
Much love,
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