October 2007

There is a story about us in the Homes section of the Austin American Statesman today. Best line in the story: Its distinctive flat roof is now angled like the propped-up lid of a grand piano. That's all. We'll let the pros do the writing today.

Painting our deck had become a matter of life and death judging by the heavy sighs David and I would voice every time we would pull into the driveway lately. People told us they loved the rough cedar, but we have never felt like it jived with the mid-century themes of the home. Like everything else, we knew it was a simple...

People ask us why we "went up" with the house, building on a second story when we could have just added a room onto the back. There are lots of different reasons... and one of them was because we didn't want to lose the yard. Our lot is a strange triangle with the acute angle in the back. We quickly realized after moving...