As mentioned in one of my posts last month, I’ve been thinking about time a lot lately. As we head deep into summer, I’ve been measuring time with the vegetables growing in our raised beds. I love watching our garden transform — it brings me a little bit of joy each day even when everythingContinue reading “As the Garden Grows”
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From Summer to Fall
Snapshots of my vegetable garden, where I spent much of my summer.
Planting Roots
Musings on blogging and gardening.
Slowdown
When we were planning our move and building our little house in 2014, I honestly didn’t know how I’d acclimate to a rural area, but after nine months of living in a small town, I love it. It’s just what I’ve needed, and it feels like home.
The Bastard Child of Two Dreams
After a recent conversation with my husband, I realized that our tiny house is the bastard child of these two very different dreams. Built on wheels, with a traditional facade and an interior with bits of modern design, the house is a confused byproduct of two goals and two lifestyles — and a symbol of my fragmented self.
Tiny House, Big Year
Living tiny has been a learning experience so far: in some ways, it’s exactly what I expected, but I’ve also been quite surprised by what each day brings — and what I continue to learn about myself, my preferences, and my limitations. Paring down and navigating in such a small space — 131 square feet — has reset me and pushed me to think about what I truly need and want. I’ve never experienced such a blank slate before, from which I can design and experiment with a different routine.
Tiny housewarming
If we had a tiny housewarming party, these are the remaining items we’d put on our list: A step stool that is high enough for me (5’2″) to comfortably reach the boxes in our storage loft, but small enough to put away (eg, foldable). (In an ideal world, it’s not totally ugly, but most ofContinue reading “Tiny housewarming”
Where’s my center?
I’ve always considered San Francisco my home city, I suppose. Probably by default. But it’s a shadow, a place of my various pasts. There are pieces of my life here and there — in the places I used to frequent, in the loft I own but now rent out, in the few good friends who still live there.
Introducing the Little One
Our tiny house is nearly finished, so I wanted to share a preliminary tour. It’s been a year-and-a-half since I first wrote about moving out of San Francisco, wanting to make changes in my life, and moving toward living in a smaller, simpler space.
One Landscape Does Not Fit All
Our tiny house, at 131 square feet, will simply be the innermost core of our world.