Moving Day

We thought we would never move into the house, but once we got notice that the sale had gone through, things moved very very quickly. On the day before St. Valentine's Day, it was time for serious packing...

Mary scrubs the kitchen in our old lofteen to within an inch of its life

Our life in boxes. The next-door neighbour said that this was the tidiest move that she had ever seen. It did not feel that way.

New living room, with Elsie the armchair, and the girliest TV ever (TM). Or, as a male friend said, 'It looks like a telly... but a lot smaller! Note makeshift sideboard solution: Mary's iBook box, which currently contains her sewing machine.

Our new bed, built by US! (Well, mostly by Mary, if truth be told.)

The over-industrial kitchen, rendered slightly more hospitable by (a) our wooden table (b) bunch of flowers.

Making a house a home, Le Creuset style.

Snowy morning, first weekend in the nesteen.