The one-year anniversary of our move into our little Lexington townhouse is fast approaching, and we’ve focused on making the place our own.
“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.” — Henry David Thoreau
“Basecamp – a main encampment providing supplies, shelter, and communications for persons engaged in wide-ranging activities, such as exploring.” Nobody is more surprised than us.
I’ve had a lifelong fascination with tiny abodes. Tree houses, gypsy wagons, log cabins, and Airstream Bambis have all sparked my imagination over the years. When we lived in London
It’s already Christmas Night here in Athens and many of you are just now rolling out of bed to see what Santa left under the tree. We’ve had a wonderful day, filled with good food, favorite music, twinkling lights, and great conversations. Just like home.
We turned the key to our most recent hotel room in Mostar, and the first words out of James’ mouth were, “Now THAT’S what I’m talkin’ about!” Let me backup. You already know that we look for affordable lodging (aka “cheap digs”). Well actually, not cheap … a bargain. So we’re always searching for …
You know that wonderful feeling of coming home – the scent, the touch, the sounds? Yet if you had to describe the sensation to someone else, you might have difficulty putting your finger on just what it is that feels so special about being home. How do you capture the essence of home? That was …