Well, they're not "stuff", but they're treasures: KIDS EVERYWHERE, my four and all their friends, all ages and sizes running amok. In the kitchen, at the computer, playing their instruments in the living room, teenagers wrestling in the yard. Included in this mob is our much-loved black Laborador Retriever, who seems to have forgotten that she's a dog.

There's an herb garden in pots on the front porch(when it's not being knocked over by the wrestling teenagers). Family pictures. Well-worn handmade quilts and tablecloth. An enormous CD and old LP collection. Nursing texts, spirituality books and cookbooks stacked everywhere. And never-ending clutter. Sharon