The Catch-Up Post

So I've been away for a while now, and a few things have changed....We moved out of our "Little House" and into one slightly larger, although it DEFINITELY still qualifies as a little house.  The best part is, this house is right in the middle of "town."

In all fairness, town is only one block of beautiful old houses, but it always makes me think of the E.E. Cummings poem:

"anyone lived in a pretty how town
  (with up so floating many bells down)
  spring summer autumn winter
  he sang his didn't he danced his did."

It's one of my favorite poems!  Happy Friday everyone!