What My Parents Get Up To When I Leave the Country
I can't leave the country for a minute without my parents coming up with some sort of busy-ness.
When Simon and I went home for Christmas, we found this new "barn" in the back yard. I've just learned that it's been dubbed Beach-Mountain (not to be confused with Beech Mountain) Cottage. Billy, my uncle, and Wayne, my cousin's husband, were co-conspirators.
Note: there's another barn in the background. How many barns, cabins, cottages, or chalets do my parents need?
And, as bonus, you get a glimpse of Clarissa Doggaway, a very sweet, very elderly doggie.