When we built our home 17 years ago, I painted a short poem on our fireplace mantle. Not sure who wrote it, but I found it in an old children's book.
It suited our home, a simple farmhouse built atop a hill that is one of the highest points in our area, surrounded by woodlands and a few neighboring homes.
"We live in the house at the top of the hill...
Where the clouds go drifting by...
And every flower in the garden there...
Lifts it's smiling face to the sky."
It was true then.
It still is.
I will be missing a bit this week due to trying to make the deadline for Where Bloggers Create, hosted by Karen at My Desert Cottage. Hope I can finish in time. At least I am farther along than I have ever been thanks to this little kick in the pants. I missed it last year. Wish me luck. I cannot wait to see all of your creative spaces and get lot's of inspiration!
Have a motivated Monday, P.
P.S. I will post my Green Weekend post on Friday morning so you can link to it if you have a green post. (Remember, it can be thrifty, vintage, the color, a green idea or tutorial, repurposing, anything that you consider "green"). Then I will post my creative space on Friday evening, late, so it won't interfere. I am new to this and want to thank ALVN of Whisperwood Cottage and Sue at Sullivan and Murphy for giving me the heads up on linkytools. Bloggers are truly a supportive bunch.
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