PS ~ Studio "Break In"

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I’ve spent the last many days in a more than beautiful setting with an especially gracious friend.  Robin, my past 7thJoy cohort and conspirator, invited me to spend a bit of the summer with her in Pagosa Springs, where she and her husband recently purchased a stunning piece of earth. 

Along with keeping her company, brainstorming on building plans, exploring, taking in the surrounding beauty and lots of recreating…we also hatched a plan for a small “break in”!

After all, nobody knows us here, YET!

This extremely old but cool log structure came with their property; referred to by her husband as kindling, but pictured by Robin and agreed by myself as the perfect “mountain art studio”.  Almost the only thing keeping her from her dream was the lack of a key to the place.  A bit hesitant but not deterred by the sketchy structural condition, its deadbolt protection made the two of us even more determined to get inside!

So after pricing a pricey locksmith, she and I headed to Ace for the next best thing,

 ~ a pry bar ~ 

With hats, gloves, and no sense in hand,

we headed to their mountain place to get break in!!

 

We began gently, hoping to save the door.  But after trading back and forth the responsibility of prying and pulling, avoiding a rather large persistent bee and jumping just a tad through our skin at the appearance of a tiny door dwelling mouse, we managed to pry the door the wrong way out, totally wrecking the hinges…

 

 

Opened just enough to spook us, the door appeared to have been locked from the inside.  Missing key, still in the lock!  You can guess what went through our minds next, what or more like WHO “past tense” might we stumble upon?

 

 She being the brave soul she is gingerly stepped inside, pry bar in hand of course, while I, the designated documentarian gingerly leaned in with my camera.  After stepping oh so carefully around on the questionable creaking floor and climbing up the loft ladder with extreme caution; I’m glad to report no WHO was found…

 

Just some old ski jackets/coats and a lantern!

 

 

Some primitive furniture, funky melamine and an empty dutch oven;
we checked in that too...

 

Plus a really neat old iron stove with an empty nest from what we assume were the last inhabitants.

 

Break in complete, key in hand, adrenaline rush over; we decided to leave the clean-up for later! 
Conclusion ~ kindling it is not, potential galore it has!
With a view to die for, no pun intended!

Their back porch view of Pagosa Peak...
 

So this summer is just the beginning of Robin's adventure with her husband in Pagosa Springs, a place filled with beauty and the gracefulness of God’s amazing pen.

 

 

 Everywhere you look is evidence of His handiwork.  I was truly blessed to share in the newness of the journey!  Just hoping I didn’t wear out my welcome and she doesn’t forget where Home is.

PS~I love you and I’ll be back soon…

Gracefully headed home filled with fresh air and calm, B