I ran across this on YouTube and had to share it. This is hilarious!
If you are a dreamer, come in, / If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar, / A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer . . . / If you're a pretender, come sit by my fire / For we have some flax golden tales to spin. Come in! Come in! .Shel Silverstein
Our front door has looked like this since we bought this house a little over 2 years ago. Boring, boring, boring. Very un-us.
Dawn changed that yesterday.
A little backstory first. We, with a lot of help from my mother, bought this house basically blind. It was bulit in 1953 and we are only the second owners. We bought it from the daughter of the previous owners. She had never actually lived here and knew nothing about the house. The disclosure statement was all but blank. We got a great deal.
It's been an adventure. Flooding, vermin, a questionable AC system, to say nothing of the painter who managed to spray the entire house pink.
As Dawn recently told you, it's been a labor of love. I've painted everything that will stand still. We've arranged and rearranged the rooms. We've salvaged shutters, bricks, and furniture. We have poured our life blood into this house to make it our home.
Recently, we thought we were going to have to move to take care of my mom. That may still happen, but for now it's on hold. The joy of staying here for even a little while longer inspired this project.
She has a way with trees.
Dawn's turn again.
A tree house, a free house
A secret you and me house
A high up in the leafy branches
Cozy as can be house
A street house, a neat house
Be sure and wipe your feet house
Is not my kind of house at all -
Let's go live in a tree house.
Red Rover, Red Rover, Anybody want to come over?