Women, they're always late.
Women, they're worth the wait.
My wife arrived on a late flight Christmas Day, up from the West Pole, just outside of Dallas, Texas. I am so pleased to have her here at The Pilchuck; still a construction site, but far enough along for me to call it home.
The Christmas gift opening upon here arrival at the house had come to a halt as Sue expressed more interest in falling asleep after a long day of travel, it being 3 AM for her, so we retired to bed last night (or was it this morning?) with the promise of extending Christmas into the 26th. And beyond.
Big changes have transformed the house. I was delighted to show her around once we and the northern sun were up. I had secret hopes that if I could build a fancy, whimsical and beautiful house for her, maybe she would never leave and never go back to Texas. Maybe she would be enchanted and stay a spell with me on The Pilchuck.
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| Looking up through the octagonal kitchen skylight |
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| The wife explores her options in the kitchen pantry cabinets |
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| Sue finds the place where I hid the tea mugs. Must have that tea! |
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| A tour of the luxury bathroom downstairs. Note the streambed pebbled tile on the floor. |
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| Stone counter tops throughout the house, this is downstairs bedroom before mirrors installed. |
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| Boxing Day - time to renew the gift opening that was called due to darkness last night. |
Sue had packed in her luggage a Christmas gift from Grant and Kaileen. A custom welcome mat to announce the official unofficial name for this place. Well done Grant and Kaileen!
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