I am moving out of this gorgeous, 120-year-old house on Spaight and Jennifer in a week, moving west and likely never to call this neighborhood home again during my time in Madison. I will miss the area rugs, the shelves of books on historical architecture, the teapot of pewter the size of 1.5 of my heads, and, of course, Gary and Francis, the latter of whom is pictured here with Yoko, the attic-roaming rodent. 
