65th and cottage grove

one night after camp, the college administrator had us over for dinner at her beautiful cottage, a county or so away. we took spinny roads and dirt paths to get there, and arrived to a wood cabin, pristine and homey, and everything you could want.

mary is a kind woman who helps heather's mom organize the camp each year. it was really nice to see her house, which was somehow almost urban-chic. it had little gems all over - like this sink planter full of flowers - which dressed up every corner. this, and the counter of nicknacks pictured, lent itself to hours of i-spy while we ate homemade dinner and picnicked on the back lawn (a mountain).

why do i live in a city again?