The woods are lovely, dark, and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Amy, Is this a picture of your kitchen or magazine?
This is my kitchen. (It’s in progress. But I shared it anyway. Because, really, I think you should see the process not just the pretty polished results, ya know.)
Ha! That’s an awesome interpretation of the poem.
gosh darnit. i believe i can moon walk on those floors after all…yesssssssss!
Wow, very interesting how the floors are angled – you don’t see that every day!
My contractor–he’s super smart.