can't keep it to myself

My Dad sent me (and a long list of others) this email today:

I received a text from our son Nick today. Who most of you know is a Mechanical Engineer at Georgia Tech.

"Dad, I never realized how much I learned from you. No one else on my team really know how to use power tools or about pilot holes and stuff like that. Thank you. Love you"

I responded back to him… "And I have learned a lot from you also. Love you too"

Life just keeps getting better.

Wish I could tell you how happy this makes me. It was just too good to not share.

talking and rocking

"My uncle says there used to be front porches. And people sat there sometimes at night, talking when they wanted to talk, rocking, and not talking when they didn't want to talk. Sometimes they just sat there and thought about things, turned things over..." -Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451


Oh friends, I wish our front porch was big enough to fit you all on it! This has become my new favorite place (when it's not 100+ degrees, I should add) for talking on the phone, reading a book, or just sitting and rocking. 


It's not completely done—still looking for a few plants to spruce it up, and as you can see in the photos, the baseboards are a work in progress. But the hard part—flooring and furnishing—is finished.


The "before" photos are posted here.

stumbled across these beanbag ottomans and couldn't say no

cracker barrel rockers... worth it!

love the old-timely beadboard ceiling

my grandmother's old shelf with mini-vases from my mom

what porch is complete without a handy bottle opener?

awesome old milk jug, another gift from mom

holds all the magazines i never get around to reading

"before" shot of the magazine table; $12 antique store find

NOT our house, but my inspiration; our honeymoon resort!