I found this sweet little place on my trip last weekend. I’d like to call it home. Too bad it was occupied.
Thank you all for your kind words yesterday; glad to know I’m not alone. Just as the kids do, I’m seeing mothers have their overwhelmingly tired meltdown moments. Tonight I spent some time outside with the herb garden and the lightening bugs. Always works wonders.
8 Comments
July 11, 2009 at 5:44 am
This place looks perfect…like a dream…
July 11, 2009 at 6:28 am
My Dad is an avid gardner and he always says that gardening and having your hands in soil is a way of grounding oneself. So often when I’ve been confused or overwhelmed I’ve done some gardening so I could be grounded again.
July 11, 2009 at 12:14 pm
Isn’t that always the case? Occupied. Beautiful shot of a beautiful dream… I’m dreaming along with you!
July 11, 2009 at 2:43 pm
The stories those walls could tell. I’m so glad that storyteller is still around – it seems like they are getting to be fewer and farther between. These storytellers need more people like you who want to listen to what they have to say…and create new stories of their own…
Happy weekend friend!
::Camie::
July 13, 2009 at 7:36 am
Calum saw this and said that it looked like something I would want…I agreed. Looks like you had a lovely time. : )
July 13, 2009 at 4:14 pm
this looks like a slice of heaven to me! Love this house, this land. Beautiful!
-genny
July 15, 2009 at 11:01 pm
What a great spot! I would move in next door…
July 18, 2009 at 12:01 am
hum, what could we do to make them WANT to move out *bwaaahhh*