HoMe SwEeT hOmE.

For almost 20 years- this is the place that I called "home".

2315- This is what I will remember about you.

Thank you for keeping us safe, warm,

and for bringing family and friends together within your walls.

When we first put in our yard, we raked rocks, or "Rocked Rakes" for what seemed like days. After bringing up all of this river rock- we hauled it out behind our house-
just to be told days later to bring it back to put under the eaves of the house.
Was this cruel and unusual punishment? Mom? We thought so.
But now- we learned the value of hard work and making a yard beautiful.



This window well may just look like your good ol' regular run-of-the mill window well, but to us- you could find stray cats, baby birds, little mice, or late at night, a fallen Kyla trying to help put in a swamp cooler.

I loved our backyard. The hours that we spent talking and swinging on the porch, playing catch
(wearing down the grass from pitching...) Paiting and staining the fence. Learning to plant a garden. But what I loved most- This Globe Willow Tree. When first planted, it did not take and died- so we cut it down just to the stump. We later discovered that little stems and branches started to form, later turning into this beautiful tree.
So much strength and beauty can come from adversity.