Little Purgatory, Part 3: The Great Purge
Ten days in the heat with no AC, purging someone else’s clutter from every cupboard, shelf, drawer and closet–plus a sea urchin, an iced coffee rescue and a rummage sale for a good cause.
Ten days in the heat with no AC, purging someone else’s clutter from every cupboard, shelf, drawer and closet–plus a sea urchin, an iced coffee rescue and a rummage sale for a good cause.
My offer on Little Purgatory is accepted, escrow and inspections get underway, Agent Smith and I finally make it official at the County Recorder’s office, and in May the house is mine.
How a decade of dive trips to Little Cayman, a liveaboard in Indonesia and a chat on a porch led to a second Purgatory. Part 1 of the Little Purgatory story.
Our neighbor’s dog Happy, one of our very first friends here, passed away in the summer of 2025. We are less happy without our little Happy.
New Quail Crossing signs on the driveway fence, plus a look back at all the other signs we’ve put up around here over the years.
Our cherry blossom lamp-tree finally gave out and the white tree was too sparse, so now we have one that looks a lot like Charlie Brown’s. A holiday decor update.
Agent B’s ceramic whale finally replaces the broken plastic pitcher on the foyer console table.
A vintage spun-lucite globe from auction, in a green that matches the great room tile.
Matching lights outside the bedroom and kitchen, and taped and labeled switches in the studio.
Aerial photos from three flights in summer 2022, before the new fencing and the new roofs.
A rundown of fence casualties from the race team, cattle, a contractor, a tree and a sightseer, and who put them back together.
Storm winds peeled the shingles off both wings, so after a stopgap of pavers on garbage bags, Eastman gave us new roofs.
A new look for the site: a theme I rebuilt from scratch, just clean PHP and CSS.
Another documentary about another county department, this time about weeds.
