One of the many selling points of our little city cabin is the backyard: narrow and deep with bilevel decking and two huge raised stone flower beds flanking either side of its expanse, a stone and pebble path winding its way down the half-grown grass leading to…*wait for it*…a train caboose. On tracks. In our backyard. It was retrofitted to be a guest house with a bedroom, living room, kitchenette and full bath. I KNOW, RIGHT? So without further adieu…a pictorial. I am going to have to add more to this because I realized I hardly captured it’s caboosey-ness the first go ’round.