I guess that's one way to do it.

I'll admit it. There's a small part of me that will miss wondering, "How has the floor in the pantry stayed up so long?" But, it must go & it's gone!

On a side note, the pile of rubble you see in the background is where our master bedroom will live someday.

Nothing is sweeter than a place to rest.

My new favorite spot ever. Much love to my sister, Cheryle, & her talented husband, Matt, for the glorious handmade hammock! It will live in joy under my apple trees for years to come. xo