Where would Jesus live?
In a tiny house of course! Saw this chez Cristo on a road trip. I would have guessed a different aesthetic for a savior but to each his own I say
(following his tolerant example)
Meanwhile back at the Tiny house homestead of yours truly…
The kitchen tile gets placed (ceramic 2 foot long tiles that look like wood planks from Lowes), a garden door that is raccoon proof (Don’t celebrate yet until we have proof of its reliability. Them varmints are brilliant. Saw one steal a woman’s rug through the doggie door on youtube!)
And a picture of the somewhat finished deck and new garden space moved closer to house to minimize vegetable theft from nature’s hungry minions.
I have vowed that this 2 year building project will come to an end by end of July. Birthday present to self will be hanging up the tool belt or packing it in moth balls. It has been lovely but being Bob the builder, while getting me well in touch with my inner archetypal construction worker/carpenter (hey Jesus again!) has not left me much room for girlie activities and other life pursuits. My friends think I’m delusional to think the building will ever end. So maybe I should call it a hiatus? It’s a TINY house for god’s sake so technically the building has to come to an end at some point. Right?
I will start a tiny homesteading branch of this blog covering bee keeping, natural chicken adventures and mushroom growing etc etc just as soon as the tool belt gets retired!
Hope all is well with you and you are enjoying this strange and beautiful adventure called life just as much as we are!