Sometimes you need a little purple....
It came up suddenly, on a whim, crazy, jump in with both feet, don't take time to think about it decision. Jennifer had this house to rent and we cut a deal. I have needed a place to work. For all the years that I have painted and crafted and sewed, I have used spare bedrooms. I have secretly coveted spaces those people that have posted pictures of their studios and craft spaces on social media. (although I secretly wonder about the organization and cleanliness of them) I have toyed with an idea of a camp for years, a she shed, a creative space. I have pictured it my mind many times. So, here I go! The purple? I have already heard comments of crack house, meth lab, whorehouse, and one well-meaning niece who thinks I am channeling my 1970's years and honestly, those are from friends and family who love me! The outside o...