A Sanctuary


 The House of the Revolving Door is the name I've given to 5319 Bellaire.  It's an average house, not any different in style than the rest of the houses in the neighborhood.  Nothing that would draw a person to look at it twice.  It blends in. There is nothing special about it at all. There is no revolving door but that is the name none the less.  It comes from the policy that kids are welcome here. There is food in the fridge, and a pool table in the family room along with an Xbox.  The ping pong table in the garage is sometimes cleared off but the bikes, scooters, skateboards and unicycles are there to play with. The soccer balls litter the front porch and there are more inside both the house and the garage.  There are times when the owners aren't home yet the makeshift swing in the front yard is a kid on it and there are more perched in that tree. The bushes and flowers offer great hiding places for nerf gun and water balloon wars. But with all this, there also is a sanctuary for the owners. A place that even if there is a house full of kids, the owners can sit down and have a cup of coffee, curl up on the couch and watch a movie, visit with friends all the while the kids, the teenagers are welcome.This one room is clean, this one room has evolved into a sanctuary of sorts. The latest addition has been this amazing coffee table and side table. The coffee table has gone through it's own transformation. The boards for the top were cut, attached together and then lit on fire. This was to bring out the character of the wood, the knots and grain of the board. It was lovingly sanded and stained and polished, after being placed together it became a work of art. The side table also went through a transformation from salvaged boards and iron pipe to a side table. A theme for the House of the Revolving Door, things can be salvaged, set on fire, polished and put together.


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