New Country With a Touch of Classic

I think I have found my style, my current style that is.  Truth is, a little of my style has changed...or how I chose to present it anyway.  See if you think, based on what you've seen so far of my house and my lifestyle, if this describes "my style".

"She understands the value of slowing down, enjoying the sunsets, bringing the outside in, feeling a real sense of relaxation in her space.  She is laid back but her style is still intentional and beautiful in it's rustic elegance.  She has a very natural ease, but her home is not her grandmother's old-fashioned country home.  She enjoys giving things a second chance.  Things are simple, peaceful and inviting.
Her warm, nature inspired hues blend with brighter contemporary elements for an updated look.  She brings what might be normally outside, inside.  She knows there's a place for everything and everything in it's place.   She brings in graceful elegance.  She uses undisturbed calm and irrefutable beauty.  She enjoys cool ivories and warm woods.  She surrounds herself with things she loves. She is home."

Here's the thing.  I believe I can make my house into a home no matter where I am.  I believe now, after several moves and leaving behind so much, so many things I loved, that it's not what you have, it's what you make of it.  It's not what you have or if you have anything at all, it's what's in your heart. My heart is full.  My life is full.  God is good.

If there's one thing still missing, it's my horse in my back yard.  It's looking out my window and seeing him there grazing, or resting with one foot as he takes a nap, or him hanging his head over the fence waiting for me to come feed him.  That's picture perfect.  I haven't given up on that.  It's not impossible.  It's still my dream.  And I am still dreaming.

Joel 2:28

[ The Day of the Lord ] “And afterward, I will pour out my Spirit on all people. Your sons and daughters will prophesy, your old men will dream dreams, your young men will see visions.

Encourage One Another, continuing the journey on fresh paths.

Blessings and love to you, xoxo.

Home Sweet Home

                                              

Didn't take long for me to call this place "home".  No really, about a day back in August!  I've been gone all weekend, well since Thursday, and it feels like forever.  We were traveling in the rain, the wind, the road construction and nothing ever looked so good as my rain soaked growing green grass yard that already needs mowing since Saturday last!  We got the car unpacked, gave Ike a bath and are just porching until 8pm when good TV comes on.  The wind is from the north.  The windows are open.  The breeze is just sending chills down my spine.  We are home!  Truly, there is no place like it!  Evenin' yall!

Love and blessings to you who read us!

Exodus 18:23
If you do this and God so commands, you will be able to stand the strain, and all these people will go home satisfied.”

Encourage one another, continuing the journey on fresh paths.

                                             

House Shopping...To Rent or Buy..follow the yellow brick road.

Have you ever been house shopping?  If not, don't.  It's time consuming and frustrating.  It's also a bit mind boggling.  Most of the houses we looked at have been on the market for a little while.  Most of them were dirty, literally dirty.  It was unbelievable that folks were charging as much money as they were and they had not even been in these houses obviously in months.  There were some that I knew would need some work.  I never imagined I would be looking at houses that folks just neglected and don't care about.  When my house was on the market, there was not a dirty dish, dust on the TV or a bed unmade.  There was pride in the fact that my house was nice and clean and ready for someone to view.  I wanted folks who saw it to appreciate the fact that it was well taken care of.  Who wants to buy a house that is unkept, unless you want a project.  I'm not looking for a project when the houses I'm looking at are my top dollar purchasing price.
Needless to say, house shopping was a bust.
I'm reconsidering renting over buying.  I looked at several rental houses but most were way out of my price range.  None of them seemed right anyway.  I had no feelings about them...I just felt nothing about them.  Then I saw an adorable rental I'm hoping the owners will consider me for.  There would be things to work out, but I can see me in that house.  I could see me making a home there.  It's an older house, in the country, with a front porch, a tin roof (I can hear the rain falling) and big oak trees.  It's got big windows and the owner said there is always a breeze blowing through there.  It has a beautiful view.  I always loved living in the country.  In my life, I've done so three to four times.  It's so peaceful and quiet.  This house has been taken down to the studs and redone.  If I had done it myself I might have done a few things different, however, what they did do was great.  I can see my old family furniture and my "treasure hunting finds" inside this house.  I can see my ivy baskets hanging from the porch, my urns with geraniums or jew leading up the steps and pretty things in the flower beds.  I can see the two white rockers I have that rocked on our old front porch for who knows how many years, rocking here on this porch.  I can see my grandson playing in the yard and a swing hanging from the tree.  So time will tell.  We'll see if they call.  If they don't, I'll keep looking.

So my prayers to God, about the when and the where He is paving the way for me to go, continue.  I pray He keeps my eyes and ears open and clear.  I hope He speaks loud and that His path is lined with yellow bricks so I'll know which way to follow.

Encourage One Another

Home Sweet Home

Absolutely nothing like sleeping in your own bed. I finally did so last night after two weeks of sleeping in someone else's bed, or several! My sheets are just the best, soft and smooth. LOVE them. I have two sets now. I could not stand to wait a week till they were changed again. I like the room to be cold when I sleep too. So only at my house do I truly get to regulate the temperature like I want to. I like the window open with the cold night air blowing in. I like the fan on to keep the air circulating. Whether I sleep in my "night clothes" or my "birthday suit' depends on the temperature and my mood. Sometimes that changes during the night. Ikey and I have sort of a ritual when we hit the sack. He gets in first and then as I get in, he circles around on top of me till he is on my chest. Then I rub him and talk to him until he gets sleepy eyed. He will roll over on his back and let me rub his belly until his eyes roll back in his head a bit. We become one. He likes to snuggle down deep into the covers and keep warm. He also likes to "spoon". The fact that he is only about 15-18" long means he doesn't cover a lot of "territory", however, it is welcomed. He makes those ever present circles like dogs do, then hunkers down and stays pretty still for most of the night. He will accommodate me when I move and vice versa. We are good sleeping partners. We are just good buddies. He always rejoyces when I get home, runs to meet me, wiggles to get into my arms. Then we hug and kiss a bit and he runs out the door as fast as he can. He's just the best. He makes coming home a joy. It takes a while to make a house a home. But truly, where ever there is love, and companionship, a home is. Coming home...ahhh!