Wednesday, March 27, 2013
We were all dying to see what was in the old chests that lined the wall of the balcony, but Oak made everyone wait until he could get a real stairway built, as I was pregnant yet again and there was no way I could climb a makeshift ladder. My heart was pounding in anticipation as I waddled up the steps to the balcony, Aster in my arms.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Thursday, March 14, 2013
As we peered curiously into the dark room beyond the crumbled wall, old familiar shapes began to take form in the dim light - things I never thought I'd see again in my life. I squealed in excitement at the old and battered bathtub, toilet, and sink.