No Pizza in Winter
But an Architectural Dream
Story and Photos by Jimmy Blake
“Check out that old Masonic Lodge, honey,” I said to my wife Felicity. “That’s what our house should look like.”
“I think it’s for sale,” she replied.
I imagined helicopters lifting the barn-sized building out of the canyon in the Owyhee Mountains that shelters Silver City and arranging it on a hillside close to Boise. Then, with a laugh, I realized what she meant. “Oh, you mean live here?”