Houses

There's something primal about the image of a house. Think of all those houses painted by children, with their crooked chimneys, their skewed windows and brightly-coloured walls. Think of gingerbread houses, dollhouses, and Lego houses, in all their infinite variety.

These houses were made by my children, many years ago, from scraps of wood. They look something like the boathouses from my last post. Every Christmas, we set them out on the mantel, and somehow they always add their warmth to the season.