Thursday, June 30, 2011

home making

If I remember correctly (it's entirely possible that I don't, but you'll have to take my word for it), one morning he said "today I'm going to begin to build it" and that afternoon I was beside myself with joy as I gazed upon the skeleton of our home:

It was enough to make the dream a reality in my mind.  Those days we were living with his parents in town, and would come in the afternoons with our 8 month old Ceiba and set up a temporary hammock camp beneath the tenuous shade of a tomatillo tree.
We were anxious to be living there on a constant basis, in order to get working on what we'd both decided would be our calling in this life: to build a natural home and a "whole new world" for our children.

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