Our house, in the middle of our street

Adam worked hard to find a house that Sera would feel "at-home" with and succeeded on all counts. The house is an 8 minute walk from Adam's school, a ten minute walk to the train station, and conveniently located close to the gym, a produce stand, and the dog park. All by chance, but isn't that just Adam's luck? Here are some photos of our lovely home:





Here is the front of our house, the gate, and two clementine trees. We live in the tallest house on the block, and the only one with a blue gate. Third house on the left after the garbage heap. If you saw it, you'd know exactly what we mean.









Here is the kitchen. Funny enough, we did not paint the hippie flowers on the cabinets. Clearly, this house was meant for us.










This picture shows the upstairs loft, the front door underneath, and the hallway going back to the bedrooms, yoga room, and bathrooms. The man you see there is Stephen, Adam's dad, and that lady squating there is me, Sera.












The back porch, we spend lots of time out here with temperatures averaging well above 80 degrees nine months out of the year. We eat most of our meals out here, and with the wonders of wireless internet we can even do crossword puzzles and post blogs outside.