My husband and I are big fans of your blog. We fondly rent a tiny home on the edge of Anchorage, Alaska. It is the highest residence in the city. It has no running water, an incinerator toilet, and gas heat. The main living space is approximately 250, and together with the unheated front room we use for storage, it’s just under 400 if you count the loft space in each room. It frequently blows over 100 miles per hour, and is guy-wired to bedrock to hold it down. It’s been on the hill since 1963, which is slightly historic for our town that suffered the giant earthquake in ’64. We are enjoying our 4th winter in what we call the Little Red Cabin, and hope to one day build and own our own debt-free.
Tonight we came home from our family Christmas dinner to a house fire. Our oven is old and according to the fire report it likely malfunctioned. Fortunately there was no serious structural damage or injury, but it won’t be livable for quite some time. We are so sad to have our little paradise destroyed by fire and smoke damage. As I try to unwind and get some sleep at a friend’s house, I find I am revisiting your blog and missing our tiny home.
I know you enjoy pictures and just read on the blog you were looking for cabins in the mountains. Here is a few pictures of ours.
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year,