Landed gentry, squinting

The Coopers hawk I spied while drinking coffee and peering out the bedroom window

Old Yeller, our legal bathroom (not to be confused with the Equadorian plumber's bold and entirely illegal improvisation on the first floor)

Here there be park rangers (actually, it's just my office)

Stocking the bookshelves in the dining room

J's office takes shape

Living room with J's new curtains (and a lounging J)

Master bedroom, painted and draped, then furnished with Mikea bed

The cobbled kitchen, with scrounged dresser and Mikea counter

Stairway landing with freshly painted walls