Ain't it a beauty? Mark Wineland

designed it some nine years or so ago. But he moved, and we (and by we, I mean my parents) bought it. Then schtuck a pool in. Heated. Nice.
I

think it's pretty neat and I
love the wood, although when we first moved in when I was seven, I reportedly, did not fancy moving too well.

Bleck, the deadness of the pre-spring, post-winter lull. I hate not having snow. But I hate having it hot more.

And this one is just for fun. Me in my driveway.
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