A Tiny, Floating Home – How Did I Get Here?

The intrigue with architecture began long ago as a wee child and through the years I’ve studied how to build various types of housing structures. In 1998, my then husband and I built an Earthship in southwestern Colorado.  It was a comfortable off-the-grid home that heated and cooled itself with passive and active solar along with a wind generator and rain collection.  Perfect.  But then health issues and divorce ensued.  I moved to Oregon.  Expensive Portland.

What’s a gal to do then but learn how to build a tiny home.  That movement has been intriguing for many reasons.  Affordable.  Self-buildable. Moveable. But, where does one put it?  And, where would my increasing collection of rugs from various parts of the world hang?  Ambivalence and indecision halted any action on that front because I also have been enchanted by floating homes since moving here. You see, Oregon has more of them than any other state as it was a way for loggers to move down the river.  For me, being a gal who grew up on the water in Michigan, a home on a giant raft seems a natural, doesn’t it?

So, what’s a gal to do?

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Front side

Buy a tiny, floating home!

And here it is, all 300 square feet of my tiny home that floats in the Columbia River, !!!

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Now what?

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If a camel-ride is your adventure,

don’t wear thick-seamed pants.

Aren't I Cute, Sahara Desert

Aren’t I Cute, Sahara Desert

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A setting sun closes the day…

on the desert that life has become.  It opens the night and brings the stars, a renewal, a reminder that dreams are yet available.

Camel Caravan, Mersouga Morocco

Camel Caravan, Mersouga Morocco

 

 

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Some days…

Fez, Morocco

Fez, Morocco

it feels like the walls are closing in.

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In this harried world…

MtHTrillStones1403I return to a touchstone                                                                             To ease my mind.

 

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Playtime

Even big people like puddles!

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Wanderlust

Turkey Too!

“I have to go to Marrakech!                   I can’t just buy a rug without an adventure attached.”                                            Temple St.Clair Carr

When this quote popped up in a book on decorating, I knew I’d found a kindred spirit because there must be a story to go along with all the things that adorn my home.  The places we live ought to be a comfy retreat from the world outside and reflect what we love and enjoy.

 

 

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Pray Your Way

Though not a Muslim,

Memories of Istanbul

the call-to-prayer

five times a day

calls me to pray

to remember my Way.


 

 

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Opportunity

 

Canon Beach, Oregon

In the blustery winter

the mind is invigorated

if you let it be so.

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A Winter’s Day

a profusion

of crepe-paper flowers

gaily fill

a dismal day

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