Monday, October 25, 2010

Abandoned House

Just for a minute, I stood on the road, looking through the viewfinder, imaging that I rescued this old house.  The tin roof, the deep front porch, the shake siding, the stone fireplace, the paint colors...they are all perfect.  Yet it sits empty, waiting.  Alone.

1 comment:

  1. What a cool place to rescue.
    I bet it's got a long pine table in the kitchen. A table that could tell all kinds of stories.
    And that's where we'd sit, sipping tea, laughing and crying, opening our hearts and letting the friendship grow. Of course the dogs would be sleeping near the woodstove but keeping one eye open for any sign of a dropped scone!

    Isn't dreaming fun?



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