by Marsha Cowan
My very tiny home just recently went through an ice storm here in North Carolina and she didn’t even notice it. The crepe myrtle you see laying on my tiny house was the only one along the neighbor’s fence that lost no branches to the weight of the ice. He simply laid on top of my roof until the ice melted, then slowly raised himself up back to his 25′ height.
The house in whose driveway I am currently parked lived four days with no electricity or heat. I had a propane heater and cooktop, so I was able to cook for everyone, and their four year old hung out with me a lot to warm up. I also have rechargeable battery overhead lights, and I keep extra batteries charged as back up, so I was never without lights either.
This one is called The Nest. She is my second tiny house, and she is for sale on craigslist because I want to build a little bigger one in which my family can find shelter in an emergency. However, if she does’t sell, it won’t bother me because I have really enjoyed living in it for the past 5 months, and I will just keep living here. I see her as a great place for a single lady (or perhaps man) to live near her family or at the beach or mountains.
She has been through temperatures continuously in the lower teens and single digits and done quite well keeping me warm and snug. She has held up beautifully in high wind storms and blustery wind storms without a sign of trauma. She is a tank!
Here is the craigslist ad for “The Nest”. Enjoy!