Back to the Island

Maybe we'll just stay?

Our wedding site: The Hemingway House and Museum in Key West, FL.


Happy marriage to us!

A Tale of What Looks Like Two Different Homes

Somehow, the endless, wide-open plains of Wyoming have led to a trend of making small, square, close-off homes with little thoughts of aesthetics. This is the photographic journey of our search for open space and Mediterranean tile in a tiny mining cabin in Wyoming.

We're missing some "before" photos because the place was kinda ugly and smelled like dead carpet. It wasn't trailer-park green, but it WAS that semi-shag, dirt brown stuff from the early 90s...

Step One: Tear everything down!

Step Two: Make sure the whole house does not fall on top of you (the wall was load-bearing) and use ladder to get upstairs

Step Four: Reassemble stairs and glare at the ugly carpet. Here is a decent shot of what the carpet looked like, and what the living room looks like with no wall

Step Five: Pay people ridiculous amounts of money to lay tile in the living room because you're not sure you should be laying tile with your partner weeks before the wedding. We might not have survived if we did it ourselves. This also involved tearing up rotting subflooring and the completely black-from-mold setting that the stove was sitting on.

Step Six: Open all the windows in the spring air, stain all exposed wood, and return exotic patio furniture to its rightful place in the living room!

We have done some trim work since but haven't had time to really take photos; instead, we're island bound!

This Is Not Normal!

This whole saving daylight or not saving daylight or killing daylight or whatever it is we're doing right now is really messing with me. Getting up before the sun rises is not natural.

But sometimes you can see this as you're pouring your morning coffee and pretending you don't exist yet: