Space

The old farm house that sits at the back of our property has beckoned us for years. We first talked about living there, but we decided to build our little A-frame style cottage. Through the years

we spent a lot of time around the old house, loving the hundred year old oaks, the quirkiness of the house itself. In the past few months we have decided to use the house as creative space. There will be an office for Rick, an artist studio for me, a small kitchen and bedroom. We will also use it as a guest house and one of our friends has suggested that we use the porch as an occasional stage for house concerts.

It was warm and sunny today, my nephew James and his wife Andrea and their three kids came to visit. We all walked down to the old house and sat on the newly rebuilt porch. I looked around and every one had a smile on their face, that is the magic of the old house........there is something so peaceful, and ageless about it. Andrea remarked that it was like being in a cabin on vacation in the mountains. There is much work to be done.......but the possibilities of that space are inspiring.

I have done all my painting and jewelry making in the laundry room and I can assure you, it does not inspire creativity. I have longed for space, at times cried many tears for space of my own, I really never thought it would happen......I think there is a part of me that is still waiting to see if it really will. Now next, recording space......maybe in the barn?????