At Home

I've very much enjoyed following a blog another local couple is writing about fixing up a home they recently bought in Hyde Park - a neighborhood we considered when we were looking for a house. I love their description of how they ended up making the decision to purchase their urban fixer upper, and frequently reference it when people ask how we ended up settling in this neighborhood that we've come to love so much over the past 18 months.

Once upon a time -- that is how all stories with happy endings begin, so we hopefully and earnestly proceed -- a man and a woman, very much in love, dreamt of dwelling in a home with slightly more space. More space to be, more space to raise a family, more space to host friends and family. Longing for space, they were challenged by the roots they had planted in carving out their place in the city -- a street of good neighbors, in an urban neighborhood that felt like living in a small town.

A place where people know one another, not just because they live close to one another, but because they live closely -- invested in one another’s lives and well being in a place of both rare beauty and occasional danger. This useful setting, with the tension necessary for actions difficult and improbable, is how slightly over a year ago a crumbling 122 yr old house became our odessey. This is our story.

Dwelling: 3918 Holmes St.
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