What do you get when you cross a man, a woman, a 250 year old house, and a big green insulation machine? Labor and Delivery, Dole House Style!
You know how it feels when you’re falling in love? At first, it’s all hot and heavy and you can hardly think of anything but being with the other person. You live them, breathe them, you almost want to EAT them! But things eventually steady. The boil, though still burning, simmers down and you start to see stuff you hadn’t seen before. And often … Continue reading Three Things I Love About My House.
Nearly 2 months since closing & I’m still awestruck each time I come home. Welcome to my “new” house. Better known as the Francis Waldo-Daniel Dole House of Stroudwater Village, Portland. Yes, that is a mouthful. Above is a street view taken a century ago. Here’s what it looks like today. This is the view … Continue reading Meet My House.
Ever feel like a hamster on a wheel? Me too. Especially this past weekend. My husband and I have a real knack for making more work for ourselves when there’s already plenty to be had. We spent Saturday out working in the yard. We planted, and laid drip hoses. We put down sod. Round about … Continue reading I hate yew.
When I was little I was deathly afraid of spiders. So much so, that when I found a big ugly one on me in the night (circa 1983), I moved into my sister’s bedroom and slept on her floor for a whole month. And no, it wasn’t the least bit comfortable. As I’ve aged I’ve … Continue reading Spider Village & Ladybug Land
Ask any parent. Once you have a baby, your life is not your own. As a mother, I understand this. And as a homeowner, I understand it all the more. Five months ago, my husband & I adopted a baby. His name is The Dole House. And although 250 years old, he is every bit … Continue reading The Birth of a Dining Room