Hi Everyone.
Naomi and I are both old souls….or so we’ve been told. This may explain my obsession with old houses. I want one. Badly.
Growing up in the south I was surrounded by wonderful old farmhouses, plantations and cottages. Although we live in newer construction right now, we know this will not be our forever home. Im not quite sure when it will be, but I know what our forever home will look like.
It will be old. It will have a large porch so that I may sip my sweet peach tea out of a mason jar on said porch while gently swaying in my rocking chair. It will have a wonderful old staircase at the entrance. It will have fireplaces. Many of them. Hopefully one in the kitchen. It will have old scraped and worn hardwood floors that tell a story of decades, maybe even a century of foot traffic. It will have a clawfoot tub, and if it doesnt, it will after I put one in. It will be surrounded by huge trees. It will sit up on a hill, or at least have have a long driveway. It will have lots of windows. It will smell like fall. All. Year. Long. It will be the home that we pass down to our children, who will hopefully pass it down to thiers. It will be part of our legacy. It will be our sanctuary…….One day.
What will your forever home look like? Until next time…..
XoXo-Shavonda
