I had the good fortune recently to be invited to tour an old home in the area. It was an amazing 60's mod with architecture that made me want to cry--dark hardwood floors, a built in indoor fountain surrounded by wrought iron, walls of windows and shoji screens. I never knew anything like that existed around here. It's like it was made for me, then put on hold for me to find 50 years later. Except that I don't have a million dollars. Ugh. Why oh why did I think government service was a good idea??? Darn me and my idealistic youth!
Imagine my utter thrill stumbling upon, within walls and walls of reading material, that the homeowner had been a seamstress, knitter and cook. I was given freedom to take what I wanted, so this is what I got: