my yurt review

DSC_0667(Image via Tiny House Blog)

Remember this cabin? (Not the cabin that is shown above, but the one in the article link.) I had fallen in love with it at first sight. True love, not the superficial kind of love that you get when you see something or someone that strikes your fancy. You know, the love that only happens to you once in a lifetime. Well, it’s happened again!

I was kidding, of course. It totally was superficial.

IMG_0291(Image via Tiny House Blog)

I came across this yurt getaway on the Tiny House Blog. In summary, Eric wanted a weekend getaway on an island just off of the Washington coast. He wanted to build it as inexpensively and quickly as possible, thus making it off the grid and tiny. Furnished with a vintage icebox, stainless steel freestanding sink, minimal seating, and southwestern accents, I’m confident in admitting that I’m pining after it. (Pining, get it? Because it’s in the forest.) It’s unique shape only adds to its appeal. The fact that he also has a dog in the photographs? Well, he just bumped it up from puppy love to true love. (Puppy love. I did it again.)

Be sure to visit Tiny House Blog for a more complete description and tour!

<3

Emory

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  1. Mum

     /  09/03/2014

    If you are truly wishing for a getaway place, I may have some room for you at MY new getaway haven. I think there is a meadow surrounded by tall pines, a few wild horses, and we can make it off-grid. Might even have room for a canine or two. So come visit! Try it out.

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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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