This incredible custom designed tree house cabin in Georgetown, Maine, is the perfect weekend getaway cabin and it looks even better with some snow ! ❄️🇺🇸 Who would you want to visit this hidden gem with ?
📸 Photo by @kylefinndempsey
Boy do I love bungee cords, almost as much as I love zip ties. Anyone else?
50211 hours ago
🔥 Aries ☀️ Libra 🌕 ⚖️
the time of year we balance ME + WE. 🌷happy spring🌷
Roasted Berry Puréed Lollipops made with whole, slow-roasted Maine berries, on sale in the online shop. 🍓🍓🍓
✨be well❤️best, jilly xo✨
Beer and Basketball pair really well. Stop by this month to watch some #MarchMadness on one (or all) of our 8 flat screens.
62112 hours ago
A Gills vignette captured my @mauramcevoy. I love this little perforated ceramic lamp - I found it in Trancoso, Brazil and was soooo relieved when it made it back in my suitcase in one piece. The weaving draped over the headboard is actually a poncho from Buenos Aires. The (slightly wobbly) table came with the house and I had the ikat pillow made from some fabric I found in a remainders bin in NYC.
Everything in these houses has a story to tell. ;)
This weekend I decided to take it off. I mean completely off, deactivated Facebook, Instagram, Snapchat and didn’t answer any phone calls. What I found was that we as a society spend so much time on all of the services that we forget about the things that are right around us. For example I travel to Norway, Brighton and sometimes further on a regular basis. Yet every time that I go that way I never stop to think about the places that are on the side or on Off-road’s. I think a large part of this is just not enjoying what’s around me because they’re so much perceivably in my hand (with everyone so available) and so much information available. But is the information valuable? Are the people more important than experiences? It’s because of this that I realized I really had no idea about how many things have passed me by. On my way there I noticed this beautiful building from the street which let me down road which led me to the Maine State Building. The Maine State building has been around since 1893 when I was imported from Chicago and is one of Maine”s oldest and perhaps most beautiful buildings yet I’ve never seen it nor heard of it. What this weekend taught me was two major things 1. You have to stop and smell the roses 2. Let go of all the attention you give your phone and ti things that don’t perceivably matter all that much and give that attention to the things that are beautiful and make you happy.