Dreams Do Come True

A dream came true in December, we bought a very special house. Then, we unloaded a few chandeliers, a pair of french chairs, a zebra rug, antler sheds and a bottle of champagne.  The excitement was palpable. As we unloaded a bit of ourselves, our style, our intention, I felt the reverence of the past. I felt the responsibility of those that walked these halls, slept in these rooms, roamed these grounds. I think you never really own an old house but maybe it owns you. We are just the new custodians, in the long line of those that came before us and those that will follow. So we will care and love and paint and polish and fix and repair, for as long as we are lucky to do so.

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painting has begun..chandeliers being hung.
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Dining room
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mater bedroom being painted
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