Little House in the Woods

“Hey! This one’s in Asheville!” I thought. I’m always interested in the local talent….it’s always good to see something pop up in my general neck of the woods. It’s a cabin….but it’s small enough to be called a “tiny house”….so it … Continue reading

three chords….and then some….and the truth.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TJHieH1HX5M OK….here’s a YouTube progression….Chris Rosser….to David Wilcox….to Bruce Cockburn….to Michael Hedges…to….and this was a happy accident….just because my brother-in-law had never seen a harp guitar….to Muriel Anderson and a really pretty version of Don McLean’s “Vincent”. It’s a beautiful, … Continue reading

The thing that messes me up…

The thing that messes me up with videos like this is that, when you find out what was spent, (and it could be a “Bob Vila” type situation where the cost is exaggerated in a favorable way….and things are said … Continue reading

The Scenery’s Always Changing….

I got a copy of Lloyd Kahn’s latest book , Tiny Homes on the Move, for Christmas. It’s a collection of pictures and profiles of people who live in vans and buses….gypsy wagons….boats…. Boats!! That’s something I’ve never done. I … Continue reading

Crying Jesus

This isn’t a picture of Jesus. I don’t think you can get one of those….except maybe in your mind….maybe in your heart. Photography wasn’t big back then. Sparrow was up last night….goofing around. She wasn’t crying unless we tried to … Continue reading

I COME FOR THE CAKE….

This Christmas season is, once again, almost over. No more increasingly huge piles of packages to deliver. No more frantic urgency. No more USPS for a couple of days. Whew. I’m glad it’s almost over. I escaped without any major … Continue reading

one less tree

“Way back when”, we spent our first Christmas in our new old house with a very, very young daughter and no insulation in the rafters. It was a plan that, in retrospect, wasn’t really all that well thought out. It was … Continue reading

new locks

I don’t suspect that things will start to disappear suddenly. I don’t think that anyone is out to get me…or get my stuff. I feel pretty safe, most of the time. But….you hear stories about the things that go away….the … Continue reading

guitar!! all this guitar in the big, big world

What’s that line in the old “the Band” song “Up on Cripple Creek”? The one where Levon sings something like, “I can’t take the way he sings, but I love to hear him talk”? This guy is kind of like … Continue reading

the place that no one knows about

Of course, people do know about this tree house. How else would they come for a visit? So you build something on public land…and eventually it’s discovered and in danger of being removed….not because it’s ugly….or damaging to the environment….or … Continue reading