And I’m in Texas. Near the Mexican border. We come here in winter to get away from winter.
I stop complaining when I think about my grandson Porter, who is living in his truck up north in Austin (24 degrees). He won’t be in that truck long. He has the promise of living in a little house, called the Pink House (he says he’ll find a more appropriate name), in a most unique community.
He lives in Earphoria, a commune-type hostel for musicians (Porter plays guitar) and music lovers. It gives musicians (and music lovers) from all over the world an inexpensive place to stay with their music.
We visited at Christmas (feeling blessed) and walked around the acre of living space with Porter as guide. There’s the community kitchen, the laundry spot, an airstream, a few other trailers, the chicken coop, the green house, and, of course, the pink house.
We also visited the music house, a fully functioning recording studio with instruments inside. All the living spaces radiate from that music house. As do the people who live there.
I’ve posted pictures below. It’s cold here and it’s cold there and I love that Porter has the promise of the Pink House. And gets to keep his music with him.
The entrance to a special hostel in Austin |
The pink house way at the back will be Porter's |
A close up of the pink house |
One of the hostel living spaces |
Porter and his girlfriend Kiley built this patio |
A living space |
A living space |
Communal kitchen |
Chicken coop |
Greenhouse |
Inside the music house |
Recording studio |
Storage |
Cords |
The main house |
The laundry |
Outdoor art |
Rain gear |
Music corner inside the main house |
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