No, in my mind I'm not going to Carolina, as James Taylor sang about...
y'all know I'm already there.
But here lately, my imagination seems to be in overdrive.
More and more I find myself daydreaming about our future move to Tennessee.
In my heart of hearts, I know this will happen only in the Lord's perfect timing.
But if His timing and our timing happen to coincide, we may be there next spring or summer.
In my mind...
...I see a little white (or gray) farmhouse with a red tin roof nestled in the corner of a meadow.
It looks something like this, only fresh, new and pristine.
The house plan is a one-story pyramidal, hip-roofed style that was popular in the 20's and 30's,
particularly in the rural areas of the deep south.
This is the actual house plan.
In my mind...
...I am trying to imagine what it will be like to see so much open sky for a welcome change.
Although I have mostly enjoyed living in the woods, there are a few draw backs...
...especially if you are a cloud watcher like me.
We will have to create much of our own shade so the front and back porches will be perfect.
In my mind...
...I am wondering I how I am ever going to live in something like this for several months...
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...or longer....you know how construction projects go. 😒
Now, I'm sure you must be thinking,
"You're going to live in a camper for possibly six months to a year?"
Believe me when I tell you I am asking myself that question almost daily.
We're talking about the girl (me) who needs her space.
You know, the same one who doesn't like loud TV and endless sports programs.
The one who really has to have her quiet solitude.
Lord Jesus, help me...I'll need lots of grace, grace and more grace.
In my mind...
...I see myself spending quite a bit of time down by the creek on the swing,
or exploring all of the wonders of Haywood Hollow,
or making friends with the horses down the way,
or spending time up the hill at Adam & Carrie's place on the back porch swing,
and taking in this view...
...and trying not to wear out my welcome before the farmhouse is even built.
In my mind...
...I am pondering with great anticipation what a joy it will be to watch these two grow up.
In my mind...
...the farmhouse is already decorated with antiques and vintage pieces,
some that I have had for many years, others recently acquired from thrift stores and yard sales.
I have had this photo saved on my computer for a while now and I can't even find a link to it.
Although I won't be having what seems to be clusters of grapes on the wallpaper,
(but you can bet that there will be wallpaper)
I just love the comfortable, homey feel of this room and the design of the fireplace.
In my mind...
...I am also seeing some things like these...
...and I really want some of these...
...and definitely some of these...
...and maybe even one of these.
I've always wanted a rooster...a real one.
In my mind...
...I feel like I should have been born a country girl.
Funny thing is, back in 2013 when I began My Favorite Things,
I started a random post that I never finished and titled it Country Girl Wannabe.
Actually, I just wrote the title and never wrote the first word of the post.
I guess we can never get too old to hold on to a dream, can we?
I may have to just go back and write that post and retitle it one day.
How does Old Lady in the Country sound?
:D