We got married at Love House. Naturally. I planned on sharing all of our pictures today and talking about the details, but I feel more like posting about our trees. The wedding post will be lovely and later. We hired a local arborist to come have a look at the amazing old tress on the property. We have two giant Siberian elms (that everyone hates on because they have the
We love old homes….all kinds. We love 20’s cottages, 50’s ranches, 40’s war homes, Early 1900’s etc, but homes built before 1900 are our favorite. I’m not sure if that’s obvious or anything (6 out of 7 of ours are from the 1800’s.) For us, there is something about a home built before many modern conveniences, such as, you know, concrete. In Utah, a common material for building homes was
Just a sampling of the treasures we found while sifting through rat’s nests at Love House. From top, clockwise: A gold chain, mercury dime, Goose Shoe Store token, overall latch, old clothing tag, square nail, old eraser. (Taken from a video from Insta, sorry for the bad quality) The lath and plaster ceilings freaked us out. They weren’t sagging yet, but we knew we wanted to put can lights in,
Amidst all of the house renovations, we were also planning our wedding–because we are crazy people who like doing two life changing events at once…NBD. We knew we wanted to get married at Love House (it was really the only logical place in our minds) so I thought it might be fun to post some of our engagement pictures. They were taken, you guessed it, at Love House. (I am
Windows. Everyone has opinions about old windows…I’m going to hesitantly state mine: If we were rich and we had a lot of time and money, we would restore every single old window we ever come across. As it stands, we have to actually LIVE in this house, as do other people whom live in the houses we restore, so we replace windows. I’m not a purist, although I really think
I was pretty naive when I bought Love House thinking… “I did CSM in 6 weeks, I should be able to work all winter/spring and be moved in by June or so.” Ha. Like I mentioned before, it was cold. The screw through the hand incident was enough to remind me that sometimes, it’s ok to wait. Andy took a Saturday (I was with the boys) and did the EPIC clean-out.
Here is how it all began with Love House: Every day I check our local MLS for ‘deals.’ You know, like once every never they show up there, so…to my surprise I saw this listing: Obviously I immediately started to sweat and knew I HAD to have it! The listing said “value is in the land” *cringe* meaning the house was about to be torn down. TORN. DOWN. Sidenote: people
I’m not sure when it happened. It may have been the day I was standing on the top of our ladder, on the label that clearly reads “this is not a step”, while tearing down lath and plaster ceilings with a crowbar. It might have been the frosty Saturday morning last winter, as I paused in the squatting position next to our dumpster, mentally preparing to throw what I can