We mainly focus this talent on house projects. When we first saw our 1916 Craftsman four square house it was condemned. There was not one piece of glass in tact in all of it's 36 windows. It was boarded up. When we removed the front balcony over the porch the mortar was so old the columns just fell over.
After a long day of working on the house we'd spend hours sitting on piles of lumber or wheelbarrows full of debris, picturing how great it was going to be...someday.
Eventually, it became our dream house.
The backyard of that house was open to the alley behind it. It barely had grass. Mostly it was filled with weeds and construction debris.
We'd lay out hoses to indicate where garden walls would be, sit on the piles of construction leftovers and envision it being a courtyard oasis...someday.
And after years of laying stone and bricks, building a pergola, slowly acquiring outdoor furniture, digging in the broken-glass filled dirt until it finally began to resemble beds... Planting, weeding, trimming, and replanting where things didn't quite make it...that derelict lot became a little slice of heaven.
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We've been working on a house in Mexico for the past year. It's come a long way. We drew on graph paper, mocked up photos on PicMonkey, and spent a lot of time pinning ideas on Pinterest. The inside is beginning to look kind of like we'd envisioned.
We've now gotten to re-thinking the rooftop. This morning we were going to sit up there and have our coffee. But we have a hard time sitting still when there are improvements to be made...
In the picture on the left Michael is sitting on a barstool, with the remains of a window atop a paint bucket, a cheap plastic chair on the other side of that...and work-in-progress walls and floors all around him.
But that's not what we saw. We saw a tile roof...there are frosted skylights under those boards, Michael's sitting on a comfortable outdoor chair, and there's an outdoor sofa where that plastic chair seems to be. The octagonal window is the top of a coffee table (filled in with concrete with metal legs attached. The floor is sealed clay tile, the walls smooth and painted in 'pavo'...a sort of creamy yellow white. Above us are moveable shades held up by cantera columns...oh and there's a mandevilla vine growing up one of the columns.
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Sometimes we imagine things so well that we get surprised when we come back to the space and find it's still a disaster area when we come back to it.---
Hondo Crouch, the Texas storyteller and Mayor of Luckenbach, called himself and Imagineer...and I think Michael and I could assume that title too.
Nothing makes us happier than to envision our next project, party, or adventure.
Here's to Imagineering a beautiful life, and working daily to bring it into reality!
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