Anna Maria and Steven's front lawn and porch...partially rotted tree stumps made into planters, lots of luscious plants scattered in a wildly chaotic, natural and beautiful manner. They have a few acres, part of which is wooded and left natural.
The front half of their house was a log cabin back in the 1800s that has been added on to over the years. It still has the old latches, instead of knobs; doors made of three wooden boards with another set of three in a z-shape holding the three together instead of solid; wide pine board floors; and exposed beams in the ceilings. We slept just beneath the tree of which you can only see a couple upper branches -- near enough that I could haul the granddaughters inside if it got cold but far enough out that we could hear the night sounds. Their homeplace is a stark contrast to the asphalt world in which I live.
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