Our House Became Our Home . . . .
A few years ago Chris and I were talking about how many changes we had made to our home in the last Forty years. I was reminded of the very first day we walked in with the keys and how overwhelmed we were. Nothing was familiar. Nothing was the way that we would have done it. There was wallpaper in every room and none of it was the right color. The yard was half done and the sprinklers were something out of a technology textbook. Floors were mismatched and the colors would have to change. Our first step, after we looked at each other and said “what have we done” was to sit down with pen and paper and create a priority list…..little did we know that the priority list kept us moving forward even though it changed every year.
After all these years, there are moments when we think we are done….. but yesterday I noticed that the family room slider is the only window not replaced. We need more time outside trimming pots and replanting. Dust is neverending. Closets are constantly overhauled and pictures need organizing == BUT there is a difference as we walk the floors and the yard, we take more time to appreciate how it has changed and grown into it’s own part of the family.
Our house has a long story… it has been a haven for all of us…
Rose Garden
A Pop of Color
Night Brilliance
