There comes a time in the process when young graduate students thoughts turn to home ownership. In an effort to sate my horrible house lust, I have begun developing a list of criteria for the future abode:

- a weather vane (There’s a nice small exhibit on these currently at the MIA, btw. If you’re local and still haven’t seen the O'Keeffes, duck in while you’re there.)
- a turret
- bay window(s)
- a moat
- a drawbridge for to cross the moat
- an attached greenhouse that shall contain the carnivores, a bit of my ancestral fig tree, and Leonard
- enough groundspace that I can justify both a potager and a night-blooming garden
- a library

The library, big-ass kitchen, and Mister Husband’s fish room go without saying.