Backyard Sanctuary

We have the smallest house on our block, one of the smallest houses in town, and the property that the house is on is tiny as well... Our little piece of the world, and it's our choice to make it a paradise.

Here is a little tour of our private sanctuary.

....And here is the cast of characters.

The Goddess.

Freed from a piece of driftwood, reaching to the sky. Her head is a stone, captured by the roots of a tree.

Rocky the Rock Man.

Made from the same granite that Fort Knox is made from. Rocky's glasses remind me of my Dad.

The Fountain.

This is the Claw-foot bathtub that was in the house when we got married. A date on one of the fixtures dates the Bathroom to 1929

The Conch.

This began it's life on the ocean floor, made it's way to a butcher shop in Hoboken NJ. My Aunt Cathrine brought it home and used it as a doorstop. When I was very young, and she noticed that I was facinated with it.... she gave it to me.

The Chiminea

This is the second chiminea to grace our yard... The first took the place of a small woodstove that we used in a rental property that we renovated over the winter when it did not have any other heat. After the renovation, we brought the woodstove home and used it in the yard for a year or so. When the cast iron woodstove finally rusted and burned thru, we bought the first chiminea. A few years into the chimineas life, a tree fell on it, and broke it. I was able to repair it, and use it a few more years, untill the cracks spread, multiplied and joined, and it fell to dust. This new chiminea burns nicely and throws a lot of heat. Many a winter night, temp in the 20's, Me, Mrs and the visiting kids sat out huddling, drinking beer, or sipping Sambucca.