Front Porch The Porch That Waited A Century of Welcomes, One More Chapter After weeks of sanding, painting, repairing, and second-guessing, the porch finally became home again. There comes a point in every project when you realize you're no longer restoring something. You're simply living with it again. For the better part of a month, our front porch had become a workshop. Paint samples all over the walls. Drop cloths covered nearly everything. Brushes constantly being cleaned. Every time I turned around a ladder was on the move or another paint tray to step over.
Flowers It's Back! A familiar summer fragrance returns to the backyard at House 173 and brings a little nostalgia with it. Some plants become part of the identity of a house. Not in a grand estate-garden sort of way, but in the quiet, lived-in way where you stop noticing them because they simply belong there. Honeysuckle was one of those plants here at 173.
Windows 99 Years in the Same Window Restoring One of House 173's Original Double-Hung Windows I've Never Done One of These Before After nearly three decades of working on House 173, you'd think I'd be running out of firsts. Nope.
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