My new motto is to find/have things that create a feeling within me.
Not a look or style.
Following you will find a couple things that make Maisy feel Yummy!
I think I just adore this hand soap&lotion set so much because it is called Farmhouse.I know...I know....lots of you would love to have a place on water.....be it on an ocean, a lake or ever a river.
Nope, not me. I would want an old farmhouse. A deliciously big porch Bill and I could sit on and drink our daily glass of lemonade. When we were done with our drinks we would just hold hands and sit quietly. Lots of grass. Big old trees. As a matter of fact, since I'm dreaming, I would also love a tire swing hanging from the old tree.
Also in my dream there are fruit trees and a managable vegetable garden. A clothes line to hang my freshly washed linens. My dog chasing butterflies. Long walks on our property. I would always wear my hair in a ponytail I would even wear an apron ALL day.
People would just drop in for a fresh cup of coffee and a delicious homemade pastry.
People would just drop in for a fresh cup of coffee and a delicious homemade pastry.
My cupboards would be filled with bowls just like these. Bright and cheerful.
These things change the entire cereal experience. Ice cream tastes so much creamier in these cute sassy bowls.
I was a bit sad the other day. Bill accidentally dropped one in the sink and it broke. I was sad for just a split second.
I then realized I MUST go back to Anthropologie and buy myself a new bowl.
That is going to be such a sad day...Maisy off to Anthro...HEHEHE
I love to dream about my old farmhouse.
What are your dreams?????
14 comments:
It's a lovely life you describe...
I have days like that once in a while {except for the dog--he is a bad, bad boy and would be chasing the neighbors cats instead of butterflies}
Looking forward to evenings on the porch swing soon...watching the bats fly and the sun set. nice.
Well, that is such a lovely dream, and hopefully one day you will make it happen. I'm lucky my dream of a farmhouse came true. But we don't have a big veranda, just a small porch big enough for two rocking chairs. We do sometimes have lemonade, the vegetable garden is somehow always overrun with weeds and not everything grows well. And we don't have a dog, although the kids have been begging us for one, because, what's a farmhouse without a dog? they say. I guess we still have to work on making the dream better...
that is lovely. like chas over at wild rasperry, i too can't wait to {first have a huge front porch} but to sit and enjoy.
xo
Hi there, I just popped over from Jen's blog (the cottage nest) where we both left a comment at the same time...anywho..rambling, sorry...Love your blog...the looks is gorgeous. I enjoyed hearing about your dreams...thanks for sharing..I'll be back soon~
What a great dream! There is nothing like sitting on your front porch on a summer evening, sipping your ice cold lemonade and looking out over the fields, you see thousands of lightning bugs, its so magical!
I like that style of life, just happy things with no brand labels.
I am with you on the colorful and bright bowls, I am a big fan of fiesta ware, so my kitchen cabinets are filled with bright colors! :o)
Thanks so much for stopping by my newly found love...BLOGGING! OMG, don't you just love meeting new people with such creativity and encouragement? Love your header on your blog...your own creation? Too cute!
Your dream sounds dreamy!!! Your words were written with great discription I could just picture it! I too agree that anything you put in those bowls would taste good they are so happy,
LuLu
I'd like to echo everyone else's comments and also add that I really like your hand soap!! Very purdy!! (smile)
I'd like to echo everyone else's comments and also add that I really like your hand soap!! Very purdy!! (smile)
What a beautiful dream. I grew up in Illinois so rolling green hills are always a part of my dreams. I have left your winters and hot summers behind though:-) I love our front porch and it is a lot of why we bought it. I would love apple trees, an old barn to have summer and fall parties and of course a creek. Now back to reality.
I dream the same way about an old Victorian house...lace doilies, ornate staircase, all things refined and feminine.
And then I wake up, most likely because my son is smashing something. So much for priceless antiques.
Thank you for visiting my blog...keep dreaming about that Farmhouse, it just might come true someday. I just love Farmhouses tooo...my dream is to own one in France. I am making a new candle called "French Farmhouse Kitchen Candle".
Hugs...
Cathleen alyce
Oh the farmhouse is my dream too, although I would also love to have lots of money to make it beautiful! I went into anthropolgie the other day and enjoyed it so much. What a great store!
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