Jo and Don's deck.
Jo's garden and willow.
View from rear deck (get a load of that rhubarb!).
The kitchen bar, scene of many late-night, drunken confessions.
Gratuitous footage of the roundhouse in the rain, because I forgot I'd taken these and found them while looking for the pics above, taken in July of 2004.
(Just a note: that last post was #666. Hope I didn't jinx myself, there.)
4 Comments:
Stunning. That willow doesn't resemble a tree so much as a figment of a child's or a poet's imagination.
Isn't is fantastic? The former owners planted it and big softie Don didn't have the heart to take it out, so he built that chickenwire framework for it. You ought to watch him trim it; it's like he's cutting a baby's hair.
It reminds me of the SoCal trees that looked like something out of Dr. Seuss- and then we found out why.
Is that roundhouse there in Evanston? Is the turntable still in the pit?
The turntable is still in the pit, and it is- get this- STILL OPERATIONAL. Want a ride? Roundhouse Festival is in August.
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