Before: Depressing, dirty, disorganized, messy, discouraging, disheartening, dismal, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. (Am I making it clear how I felt about this?)
After: I can do this.
After 2: As you can see, I removed the white circle from underneath the keyboard before taking this picture. I decided it was too much white in the wrong place.
Remember this? Specifically remember that light fixture? Well, I'm sure somebody at one point in their life loved it. Maybe two somebodies, whoever designed it and whoever bought it. If you love modern design, you might think it is lovely. I, on the other hand, will simply declare that it is not to my taste. No offense to anyone, I recognize we can't all like the same things. And actually, in the right place, or with a makeover, it might be kind of cool. But in this environment it is a sore thumb and had to go.........
More traditional, classic and understated. A much better overall look for this room. And while I recognize a picture showing the rest of the room makeover would have been nicer, remember how much sorting and rearranging we have been doing lately? Not so photo worthy at the moment. We'll get there.....
And, there are now outlet covers. Not white , which is lovely, but would have been another of those sore thumb things. Right thing, wrong place, etc.
Looking from this direction there is now a wall blocking the view. Which is a good thing. Except if you're in the pantry trying to find something or organize, then maybe not. Coming Soon: Electric to a pantry near you! One can hope. Actually, now I think of it, there is a loose plug in there, just no light.
This has of course been rearranged, and probably will be several times over, but having shelves to put things away on is very nice.
Now the parents are back and this is the next stage of making the house more functional. I present to you the baking cupboard! My sister even made cookies the other day - not perfect, not permanent, but functional. Am I talking about the cookies or the cupboard here? I can see where there would be confusion. (I was talking about the cupboard - just so's you know.)
And this is the cooking shelf; pots, pans, hot pads and savory supplies by the stove. I made soup last night and an apple cobbler from wild apples from the mountain. I have to say there is something immensely satisfying about cooking in a more rustic environment. At least temporarily.
Along the river...
Rocks
Looking through the trees.
Heading back up hill!
I do like this grass! Simply amazing.
See this cute little stove?
Mum and Dad didn't want us to be without a complete source of heat while they were gone in case the weather turned really cold, so Father used this stove temporarily since it was available. But, scale wise, it doesn't quite fit.
So we have the Beanstalk.
This is my perspective, crouched in the back looking out.
Looking in from over by the windows.
It started to become home when I put the greenery in that vase.
Elderberries
Bringing in the hay
A random bush just outside the house that looks more like berries, but is in actuallity, more a flower.
"Sweetheart, you just don't look completely country in this photograph. Maybe it's the sunglasses? Because really, everything else is fine. I'm very glad you coordinated your teacup to the shades. That is such a nice touch." 
And then I took this one a couple weeks ago. Braving the cooler weather to contrast with the wheat tones of autumn.(I think they are the same kind of flower?)
The whole cluster is probably over three inches across. They just don't seem like a typical wildflower.
Some of my favorites, the different color flowers on the same plant and how they complemented the rusty colored rocks. Very neat.
Coral paintbrush.
The bird in the bush - I love the way the colors compliment each other!
Bright
The season of blue wildflowers. The field would change with the different wildflowers colors.
I really should have taken pictures of all the different grasses. Fascinating and almost lacy.
So simple, and yet so complicated.
Hey, Bug? Can I take your portrait? Thank you!
I actually think these two flowers are the same kind, but they are so different. 
This one reminds me of a dress with feathers on it. I think.
I love these flowers. My brother found them somewhere on the mountain and brought back a mini bouquet for his wife. Tiny these flowers are, but that is what makes them so amazing.
These ones are a little bit bigger, and look at the shape. Aren't they interesting? It's such a big mountain, and the variety of the tiny beauties it holds, only unfolded by a stroll over is dips and hollows, is a joy to the finder.
Mosaic insulation. It's a labor of love, especially when Mother wants you to use all the scraps.
It took them quite a few days, working on different parts of the house when they had time.
It was a very messy job, after they were done with a section, they left a million little white foam pieces in their wake. I am happy that the foam is pretty much done just because of that.
It looks better when they put the white side out. But I shouldn't complain. This is after all, not the finished wall.
But see, doesn't it look neat with the white?
It almost looks like Tudor construction.
