Yes, we love logs. But we also love rocks. I love BIG rocks. Nothin' like sitting on a great big rock in the sun and reading a book. (well, for 5 minutes anyway before running for the shade... this girl crisps a little too quick).
Right next to our log house.
Baby M loves rocks too. We can't walk anywhere without her trying to collect EVERY ROCK she passes. Pebbles. Stones. Boulders. Cute when you're out for a stroll, but frustrating when you're trying to get somewhere.
The Husband and I still haven't decided on the stonework for the chimney facing. By the time we get around to it, though, I suspect Baby M's collection will do the trick.