our third floor apartment here in bethlehem, pennsylvania has been lovingly named the crows’ nest for it’s sheer loftiness and the bird’s eye view it gives us of the valley. after nine million stair-climbs and one unsuccessful (but not catastrophic) trek up the fire escape (that deserves a whole post, one i promise to write when i recover), i’ve drawn some conclusions.
i’ve decided that moving is a lot like getting married.
and i don’t mean the months of planning for a long, exhausting day with 100 degree weather and unexpected crises, although all of that did happen during our move north.
i’m also not, currently, talking about the life-changing weight of the day, or the roller coaster of emotions and defining family moments.
today, i’m talking about the old, new, borrowed and blue. turns out these are necessities not only for a traditionally lucky wedding day, but for our “nesting” in this new home to be complete.
we needed somethings old:
the house was built over 100 years ago, and was actually picked up and moved down the street when an assisted living facility bought the land it was on before – (i promise to take some outside pictures soon!) – needless to say the place is a little crooked (literally) but full of lots of charming vintagey details.
we needed somethings new:
we needed somethings borrowed:
we needed somethings blue:
a little old, new, borrowed and blue never hurt anyone. in fact, they’ve made our crows’ nest a cozy little place to relax after climbing up three flights of steep chairs.
a few more pictures to make your tour complete:
come on in the front door:
to your right you will find our den:
to the left of the front door:
which takes you right into the bathroom:
to the right off the hallway is the bedroom (bed seen above) complete with these little closets:
and that door goes down to this:
back INside – to the left off the hallway:
phew. if you made it to the bottom, you’ve earned a free stay on our queen-size air mattress. congrats.
come visit soon!