I wasn’t one of those kids who grew up with guns. Yes, my father has several (locked in his gun safe) but no, he never taught me how to shoot any of them. Before I moved to Vermont, I never thought much about the usefulness of hunting rifles at all. Then I moved into the … Continue reading
This morning we woke to several new inches of snow. Jamie, predictably, finished her work shift and headed off to ski Sugarbush and I’m enjoying gazing at the lovely snowy trees outside. I thought you might like to see the cuteness of the Tiny House enveloped in snow (and my poor dirty car – in … Continue reading
This morning around 8am, I tossed on some sweatpants and climbed downstairs. The laundry hanging over the heater was dry so I took it all down and stacked it on the ladder to go upstairs. A quick look around the house, it seemed clean enough and I waited for a little “tap tap” on my … Continue reading
Your favorite Tiny House denizens, like many other couples, get stuck in the routine of cooking the same short list of meals on a regular basis. Lately, I’ve been trying to stir things up with a brand new recipe at least once every week or two. Some are overwhelming failures, others are nothing to write … Continue reading
Last night, the thermometer dropped down to unmentionable temperatures. I’m fine – with proper insulating layers – down to at least zero, and maybe even five below. As the temps hit 10 below at 7:30 last night and kept on dropping, I knew we were in for a doozy of a night. I lamented the … Continue reading
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