Over the weekend, I managed to put in some work in further greening our backyard. Most of it is already teeming with plants but the wrought iron plant structure attached to the back of the tiny house has yet to receive some love. It took three tries until I finally settled on a grouping thatContinue reading “Touring my backyard, literally”
What we thought was the usual thunderstorm last night turned out to be a furious whirlwind. For a few minutes, with lightning as its backdrop, plants started flying, roots seperated from pots, bottles tumbled down, the entire balcony of the future Cafe Domingo soaked, then, a mighty crack, followed by another.
There are many ways to live, and for us, we love to keep it simple. Micah and I try to be essentialists. This means we do not own anything that we do not need. Everything has a specific purpose. Nothing in our closets, bags or storage areas is there because “we may need it atContinue reading “Essentialism vs Minimalism”
Increasingly, I feel like a character from a Disney movie in the 1940s, living in a small wooden cabin under a green canopy, getting food from the plants outside, and doing chores in a ridiculous old-fashioned way (yes, we air-dry our clothes on a clothes line with pins), with a soundtrack of birdsong in theContinue reading “How to live slow and have a more meaningful life”
Some days, I feel like a champion and go through my day like a competent adult. Other times, I have to convince myself to do stuff. The extra push is worth it though, at least for these five every day activities that never regret doing.
Last week, Micah and I were finally able to officially move into our tiny house by the sea. Enhanced community quarantine notwithstanding, it turned out to be no more difficult than just letting the relevant offices know what our plans were.