A Horse Walks Into a Bar...

..and the bartender asks, 
Why the long face?

I'll tell you why...my sweet greenhouse, my wedding gift 11 years ago, 
the place we have shot more magazine stories than I can remember..
is being dismantled.

We knew it was coming.
The floor was warped, the roof was falling off, and I could barely close the door.
We will rebuild, it will be bigger, better and use-able all year long.
We will create, dream and escape in the new space.
It will be adorable.
But it still hurts.  

Luckily I have 60 pounds of tomatoes and peaches to can.
That'll distract me.
Silly to be so attached to a little shack.