The Mystery Machine

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

There once was this house that wasn't really a house, see. More of a workshop with an apartment above it, and we bought it. Lots of folks thought we were nuts, or hillbillies, or crazy ex-Californians to recycle to such an -nth degree. After awhile, I knew we were nuts. I mean, just look at it.

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But through lots of blood, sweat and my copious tears, we finally made our house a home. This past weekend, Harlow had some friends from school over to celebrate her fifth birthday, and the hope I'd always had for our weird, quirky space finally manifested. It looked so pretty that my lens flare gave me a rainbow.


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And yes, Shaggy, that is a mystery machine in the yard. And a badass swing Caleb built for his baby girl.

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4 comments:

  1. I love the bus!
    Everything looks so beautiful and green!

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  2. Oh, that swing! I've always wanted one of those, even for my grown-up self!

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  3. Thanks, y'all! I'd be remiss if I didn't thank our early spring for boosting us in the makeover department!

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