Post Script...
Never one to start at the beginning of a stort, I just wanted to mention that this little beauty was our inspiration for The Briar Patch shop. Oh your right, she isn't at her finest right now, but in the spring...oh the spring. She is a vision, not all shiny and new, but soft and comfortable like your favorite robe. The pussy willow next to her is all dressed up in soft pink, and the grass is a lovely shade of green, she feels that she should be understated and quiet. Like that gentle smile that touches your heart and your not even aware of it until your already in love. That is this sweet little cabin. We built it the first year that Mr. Bob and I started courting each other in the spring of 2003. Roaming the mall wasn't really something we enjoyed, but both of us being "A"type personalities, we needed some way to spend those warm spring days. So, through the kindness of a friend, we assembled a collection of large wooden crates, then promptly disassembled them and the reassembled them into this sweet little cabin. What a great place to get away (althought it is only about 50 feet from the back door) NEVER-THE-LESS, it was nowhere near a phone. We found it to be the best place to enjoy sweet tea, a warm evening , and the soft glow of lantern light. Ahhhhhh, yes..then we got married. Between his kids and mine we soon found ourselves the proud owners of 10 count them... 10 grandchildren. So this wonderful little hide a way soon found new meaning as a playhouse. Not to be detoured, we knew that Nanny needed a place of her own... well you know the rest. So don't judge her appearance by the grey tones of the wood and the rickety fence, believe me...she's still the place to be on a warm summer night.
Sunday, February 28, 2010
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