Living Large In Our Little House

You know how when a project or two is haunt­ing you and it dri­ves you crazy until you can get it complete?

This was how it was for both of us at Our Little House this past weekend.

Dale has been wait­ing since spring for the per­fect week­end to stain the Party Deck. We had an unusu­ally cool and wet spring fol­lowed by an ungodly hot sum­mer. We had per­fect weather this past week­end and time is run­ning out before it gets cold again.

I had been wait­ing for time, mostly, to orga­nize my office once again. I wrote pre­vi­ously about find­ing the per­fect lit­tle mail­box to put on The Belle Writer’s Studio, so mail wouldn’t be over­flow­ing on the table at the house.

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Photo by Mary Nida Smith

One thing I love about Our Little House being so far out in the coun­try is the quiet.

I can sit in the morn­ing, as I have all this week, on the party deck or on the cov­ered front porch with the Fearsome Four, read­ing the news­pa­per and drink­ing cof­fee with noth­ing but the occa­sional buzz of the hum­ming­birds com­ing for a drink off of the feeder.

However, this sum­mer, there’s been an unnat­ural hum ring­ing through the moun­tains that the dogs have even noticed.

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