No Place Like Home

..Before I lived in the House with the Red French Doors I have been fortunate to live in other hidden gems on the island. An old pioneer home in The Funky Orchard on the Bay; co-habituated with a musician in a rickety cool den on the sea with roosters ruling the yard, and last but certainly not least, Ratfish Lodge.

On five acres of forest a leaky solar-powered house was built with unique features that I still think of with fond memories. This shot was taken in the winter...Imagine an outdoor solar shower in the vegetable garden, boardwalks to the charming outhouse & bathhouse/sauna, a giant woodstove, generator in the woods and solar panels.
Nights were candle-lit and emphasized the lovely solitude whilst the tiny outdoor propane fridge was carefully watched by the family of raccoons lurking nearby. In the winters it was so cold that the bedroom would become abandoned and thick velvet curtains were hung in the solarium, becoming a little niche to sleep near the fire. I loved every minute of it.

Ratfish Lodge

Shut the Front Door

I have always had an affinity for red doors. Especially French style. They are the perfect gateways that seem to blend the interior with the garden beckoning outside. For a while I had both in my life and I watched the flowers grow, friends arrive and life glow

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