y and the huge rear ever provided another area to admire what I the “reflecting pool” bed. Wright was well aware of agical interplay of water arth and he had planned a feature in his original for the Tomeks. It never e reality. I translated it, y suggesting it with low ometimes, after having tasted bliss, the magic fizzles, eparts and says “Goodbye. It’s been good to know You might then know what you really need and want! When we got the Tomek House (or it got us), I was ic. I saw all the work, the damage from past leaks, the opriately-remodeled, inefficient kitchen with metal ts, with the original windows having been stored in ne cellar. I saw the dirty cracked window panes, the labor of repair and cleaning. I saw no space for my “bFeadl ,l i anlgs oi nb leot vwee”einmtpwl ioe swa lskusdednedni na gc t i no na, pa osionmt . eOr sna ue il t hme ra ys ibde , , l ti ak lel “pl loavnet sa, t hfoi rl sl yt hs oi gchkts.,” sTuhnaf ltohwaedr s , ned to me before in 1960, with our 1740 Cape Cod house in Massachusetts. The prestige attached neglected) house designed by a well-known architect was not a reason to buy it, for me. Some e may buy a flashy car, fancy jewelry, or clothing to impress the object of their affection, especially courting , but this house was not an infatuation. With that kind of love, one desires and needs
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