These days everyone with a roof over their heads should be thankful. I am, really and so appreciate my home. I always have loved houses and especially quirky and unusual ones. My grandmother owned an old Victorian, high on a hill, with a huge wrap around porch where she held bridge club. We are all still trying to accept that it sold and that other children are running around that porch now. My husband & I are discussing our retirement and our next home. He talks about the southeast to be near the kids. I hopefully show him magazine articles on Italy and Napa and Provance. He talks about high rise condos in Buckhead. We don't even know where the kids will be except with us. I just don't want all of the stuff any more. I am all for selling our worthless knick knacks and storing the china and finding a zen filled contemporary with a view, just somewhere out of the south. Someplace where there are eccentrics and artists, where bikes are the means of travel, where there is an independently owned coffee shop and the closest strip mall is an hour away. We can drag the kids with us, there will be less knick knacks for them to break.
This painting is going to my hometown of Zanesville, Ohio and the proceeds have gone to the Red Cross, hopefully helping give someone else shelter.
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I miss your Grandmas house, but the place you describe is wonderful. Maybe I'll meet you there someday. :)
I miss Granny and "Grumpy's" house. I often wonder if the kids there take as much joy sliding down the banister as I did when no one was looking. Or if they spend as much time in the kitchen as we all did. Or did they go and change it all and ruin the magic? I really hope the kept the pink and white wood siding. oh the memories!!!! Love the painting Jenny!!!!
oh I want to go there too! way to go on donating proceeds to the red cross...it is a beautiful piece.
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