Home Sweet Warehouse

Although we dream of far open spaces & hope to have a little piece of earth to call our own someday, where we live now is pretty freakin' cool.  Most often described as "funky", our cozy little warehouse is a minimalist's worst nightmare.  Call it an occupational hazard, but falling in love with cool old stuff is a weakness both husband & I share.  The few times we have contemplated moving to a regular house, the reality of "but where in the world would we put all our stuff?" sets in & we once again appreciate all of the interior space we occupy. 

Historically an old military base, now inhabited mostly with artists, we are surrounded by industry of all kinds.  For our business, the artisanal talents our neighborhood provides is incredible.  From upholstery to metal-smithing, wood-work, glass, painters... there is pretty much someone in our hood who expertly knows how to fix whatever we need.

What we lack in yard & green-spaces, the town makes up for in the number of different parks to choose from.  We make almost daily treks to run & climb & play whenever the weather cooperates.

 Around the hood... I love finding bits of color & green alive amongst the industrial...

An added benefit of living among artists?  Even the graffiti is top-notch.

Sunset from our front stoop... these are the original photos... no editing or enhancements.

And on those rainy days... puddle walks provide the fun...

 Someday we will have our own bit of land...

The truth is, I think I could call a cardboard box in Zimbabwe home as long as these three guys were with me.

 Feeling Thank-full...