We recently celebrated our second anniversary of owning Woodside. Compared to the first year, it’s had fewer surprises … which is good, because I am not sure I could handle discovering another 30,000 bees living between floors. On the other hand, after two years, I feel prepared for just about anything Woodside throws our way (as long as it doesn’t involve a solo trip to … Continue reading Woodside: The Second Year
It’s been a year, both literally and figuratively. One year ago, we closed on Woodside. And oh, what a year it has been! We chopped down a suburban jungle & pulled off porches. We met some longtime inhabitants of Woodside (raccoons, a groundhog, about 30,000 bees and possibly some paranormal friends). We lifted the house in the air & watched woefully as it remained up … Continue reading Woodside: The First Year
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When people find out we bought a farmhouse that was built in 1848 and needs a complete renovation, they are mostly unsurprised. To grasp why, you must first get acquainted with the men of the Papineau family: Brendon, his dad, and his uncles, who I like to joke that if you put them in the middle of the field, they could build a house with their bare hands. … Continue reading How This Whole Thing Started
