Last week I was overindulging in a fantasy about home ownership and pining away for one particular 1920s cottage for sale in our neighborhood. I was browsing the listing photos online and imagining my stuff in it's rooms and my garden in it's yard and especially my relaxed self in it's claw-footed bathtub. I dove so deeply into this dream that I began wondering what the neighbors would think of us when we moved in. I sketched a friendly little note to them and pictured myself putting it in their mailbox and them being utterly charmed by my neighborly-ness.
Sadly, I don't reasonably see Justin and I having the opportunity to buy our first home for quite awhile but that didn't stop me from printing the cards up anyway. For maximum sweetness, I was given permission to model the houses after Jessica from Petite House's little sculptures.