Monday, May 07, 2012
The crowning glory of this home is the rooftop Belvedere that affords a splendid view of the river basin formed by glaciers millions of years ago. Wouldn't that have to be the ultimate of personal sanctuaries?
My fertile imagination conjures up all sorts of scenarios about me living in this home. I'd have a kitchen staff, a garden staff, a cleaning staff, and maybe even a chauffeur. I'd have my friends over for afternoon tea parties, serve plates of dainty confections and fancy sandwiches, wear pretty clothes with my hair styled on top of my head. Oh, and the fuzzy one would get her exercise bouncing up and down the steps behind me like she does now.
The little girl in me is always wondering what life was like in another time and in another place. Maybe I think I'd be happy living in a tower, but honestly I think I'd be lonely and afraid up there all by myself. I've heard spooky stories about creaking stairways and people from the past still living in these old houses, and they terrify me.
Hey, the more I think about it, I'm gonna file this in my memory album and be hunky-dory with life in my cozy home that wraps itself around me and keeps me safe as the proverbial bug in a rug.
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