Matt's been working every day on our tiny house, and I am so excited to see it again. I get glimpses every few days from a photo emailed my way. Doesn't that last one look like a house?
Meanwhile, Dad has also enjoyed some furniture projects, I think.
It feels good to pass the tiny house baton. I'm still involved, but with finding a home for the tiny house in Gainesville and figuring out how to move it. Hands off stuff.
What would be the hope of being personally whole in a dismembered society, or personally healthy in a landscape scalped, scraped, eroded, and poisoned, or personally free in a land entirely controlled by the government [or corporations], or personally enlightened in an age illuminated only by TV? - Wendell Berry
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