Old things are new again
Old things are new again: I used to live not far from here, and my favorite sushi place is still open.
Old things are new again: I used to live not far from here, and my favorite sushi place is still open.
Our weekend drives up in the hills, with some lovely views of Purgatory, and a bubble wand.
The view from Purgatory, now that summer has turned everything brown.
With views like ours, sometimes we see the smoke of fires down in the valley.
New signs from Amazon replace the little fire extinguisher plaque on the hydrant door that bugged me every day.
A ride past the stables turns into an amusing encounter with a cat and a deer in the barn.
Our less sensible but oh-so-fun daily drivers, from my scooter to the Aprilia Futura.
Barbie the F150, the mini-truck and the other utility vehicles that get taken care of here.
The race cars that get worked on in the garage, and why the garage mattered more than the house.
A summer project: how much rainwater could we catch from our roofs? About 60,000 gallons.
A termite funnel above the washer and dryer leads to an inspection, and treatment, under the entire house.
Everything we’ve learned about our big pool, from its oversized hole to solar, lights and the pump controller.
New bedroom furniture to match our bed from Gingko Furniture, and some art to cover the holes.
The great room is still mostly empty, and we’re in no hurry to fill it.
What happened to the feral kittens from May? All four have been adopted.
Momma cat settles in, and catching more of the ferals for TNR makes for some amusing moments.
How we’ve used Craigslist to get rid of what the previous owners left, and pick up a few things we needed.
Why things went quiet: house guests, a couple of projects and a trip to LA to help my father.
One year ago today, we closed and got the keys. Happy anniversary!
New access points and one well-placed wire make our wireless network much better.
Stashes of bird food in my desk drawer, my sewing machine and my filing cabinet: we have a hoarding mouse.
Thanks to the previous owners and the Doc, there’s always something in bloom.
Old listing photos on Zillow reveal what our house looked like before the previous owners’ renovations.
The rotting utility closet door outside gets replaced with one that’s actually meant for outdoors.
Our softened water tastes a bit salty, so the reverse-osmosis system handles our drinking water.
Momma cat is spayed and back home, the kittens go to the shelter, and feral cats beat rattlesnakes for rodent control.
Day three of caring for the feral mother and kittens, and the kittens’ personalities start to show.
The original bathroom layout off the linen hallway, designed so none of the Doc’s kids could monopolize a bathroom.
