With the calendar page fixed on the month of July, I am happy to report that we have done it. One year under our belts in this here rural existence. While I would like to say the process has been top heavy with joy and rainbows, the truth of the matter is a little more down to earth. There are moments of clarity when all feels right with where we're at. Tempered with equal amounts of head-scratching and sharp intakes of breath.
In our own ways we have made this place home. Projects that have added strength and security to the four walls that give us shelter. Projects that are purely cosmetic yet fill the important role of reminding us of all the goodness that surrounds us.
Upon first visit this house spoke to Michael and I. There was something here that drew us in and made us feel that this was our home. Something deeper than paint colors and decorating styles. As we bring each space in line, this framework of trusses, walls and roof feels more like home. A process that cannot be rushed or forced.