Guests enjoy themselves in the dining room.
Recent pictures of the Airbnb part of my life
- The sun pours in Trudy’s room in the afternoon. The print above the bed is new.
Linnea’s room is ready for tomorrow’s arrivals.
Some guests play in the dollhouse
and others join us for Monday night dinner, a potluck Tom and I host once a month.
Pillowcases dry on the deck
where sweet peas bloom.
Guests from Vienna join us for Easter dinner. Tom makes a spectacular meal: fresh local pastured leg of lamb, ratatouille and pommes dauphine.
For dessert there is clafoutis with raspberries and apples and gently sweetened whipped cream on the side – as delicious as it is beautiful.
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My cup overflows.
Oh, Eve, so lovely to re–visit in photos such happy memories of our time together in March!
It was such a delight, Wendy! (I loved seeing your poem in the anthology. Thanks so much!)
Eve dear,
You and Tom make ALL our cups overflow. If it hadn’t been for your open-hearted hospitality at the monthly Monday dinners, well, we would be poorer in friends and joy.
I love the photos (especially Lily Bear looking down the hallway at us). Your colors and textures are amazing. I don’t know how you do all that you do, but I’ll bet your guests from Vienna were beyond thrilled.
The thing I love about Air is that people from all over the world get to experience the REAL people in a real town. Indescribable.
Love, love,
Sharon
I love doing airbnb too. Such a good idea, And thanks always for all the joy you bring to so many people!
This was great, but it makes me super homesick for you and Tom and all my folks in SLO. Love, Lynne
You’ll have to visit soon!