Six Sentence Story--Design

Photo: A wooden house emerges out of a Scotch-broom covered hill

The concept fit more neatly into Middle Earth, or perhaps into a future, more well-received environmentally-conscious age, but regardless of whether it was an old idea or cutting-edge, the point was that the House-Built-into-the-Hillside was a dream come true. The planning started well before the blueprints were drawn up, for in order for a passive-solar, underground home to work in cloudy Oregon, the slope and orientation of the hill had to be just right to maximize exposure to the sun. Once the perfect property was located, and the concrete slab was poured so the only exposed side of the house would receive the sun's rays, the outer shell of the house went up quickly. The family moved in prior to interior completion, but the home was abundantly filled with the most important ingredient--love--so what the house lacked in "finishing touches" (i.e., interior doors) provided personality rather than embarrassment. Even the teenager, who wasn't excited about moving away from friends, was excited to live in the unique home. The parents, whether unintentionally or by design, through the experience of dreaming, designing, building, and living in the hobbit house, taught the children important lessons which would last a lifetime.

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Linking up with Denise for this week's Six Sentence Story. Go over to her blog to check out the other entries and feel free to link up your own!

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