sitting on my old back porch, waiting for my mom's wedding to start.
in no particular order, some quick pictures of the new house... after the mad dash to get it in a semi-state of livability for the guys...
w & h's room...
messy, messy... it's cleaner now...
clean, clean... it's messier now...
3 comments:
You guys (your creative spirit, your adventurousness, your great work, and bold ideas) give me hope in humanity, really you do.
It's beautiful!
You've created a beautiful space! How very lovely. May your time in this place be happy and fruitful.
I remember sitting on a porch in the Niger Delta in 1966, at the hour when my best friend was getting married in Chicago. I faced the West and raised my glass with a tear in my eye. And now you're on a porch in Denmark as your mom is getting married on the other side of that same sea. The distance is physical; the hearts are near.
Thank you for the kind and thoughtful comments Nina and Phyllis!
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