Unexpected discovery. Humbling, yes, but also funny. It’s creative. Who knew this cottage would be so perfect for helping people. . .

A beautiful mess? That is an oxymoron of my hyper organized personality. My brain wants to believe messes mean one thing. .

I tried not to gawk. I’m not at all sure I succeeded. I hope I did not look as astounded as I felt. This. This is, well, more.

I stood there in the rain for a while, letting it wash the emotions (and what was left of my makeup) from my face.