This is what it looks like when an stranger becomes an acquaintance and then a friend.
Here’s a question I’ve been pondering for the last six months: what is it about a house that gets so deeply into one’s soul? Is it the physical structure, the walls and doors, nooks and crannies, front steps and back porches? Or is it something far less tangible but every bit as real – the … Continue reading Home is where the heart is broken
Life in a box, I am learning, can be quite satisfying. A year ago, I never would have believed that, but here I sit, content. Last June, I committed myself to life in a condominium. I put in my bid while still living in a three-storey house on an expansive, treed lot, not quite sure … Continue reading Windows and a hallway, that’s all I need