After a decade of surfing real estate porn, my husband and I pulled the trigger on a vacation house. It’s no ski chalet. It’s humble, remote, and quite beige–for now. We’ll be spending future weekends dragging the kids four hours up I-5 from Berkeley to Dunsmuir, CA to work and play in this small mountain town.
I have big decorating plans (cocktail-mixing plans, winter sports plans, hiking plants, swimming hole plans), some of which this blog will document. I’m especially interested in decorating this second home beautifully with very few purchases. The ins and outs of remote housekeeping mystify me, but I’ll let you know when I figure them out.