Shooting star and mango trees, mean something to me…or used to…never mind, just another nostalgic moment about us. It doesn’t hurt anymore, just miss the days we spent together.

And waiting is killing me.

I’m couldn’t be more sure of that!

Write your love a letter, then burn it….

But you were the first person I ever loved…and I don’t think I will ever love anyone else.

Looks so much like your nephew!

For over 13 years (and girlfriend and children), architect Mickey Muennig lived in the tiny Greenhouse—his 1976 take on the then-popular dome and his celestial artistic response. From the deck of the outdoor bath, you can see up the coast.

Inside the one-room house, the reclaimed-redwood platform bed hangs on slender steel rods fastened to the ceiling. The ceiling cap is a vent—the house’s thermostat.

Beautiful!