Until a few weeks ago, there was a tiny house about half a
mile south of mine. Built in 1929, it had two small bedrooms and a bathroom. It
stood on a one-acre lot where ponies, goats, pigs, and chickens were raised. At
only 785 square feet, it was up for sale last month for $641,000. I don’t know
what it actually sold for, but as soon as the deal closed the lot was cleared.
The house, fences, trees and outbuildings were gone in no time. I’m curious to
see what happens there next. In the interim, I’ve seen metal detector hobbyists
scouring the place. Who knows what they might find after 90+ years? I read last
week about a Florida postal worker who found a lost class ring in the sand at Ponce
Inlet. The man who’d lost it was a high school senior ditching class at the
beach, back in 1987. I really should get a metal detector.
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