Then followed that
beautiful season
Filled was the air with a dreamy and
magical light; and the landscape 
Lay as if new created in all the
freshness of childhood. 
-Henry Wadsworth Long

Growing up, my dad and step-mom owned a few acres in the mountains. Atop mega tree trunks a tree house was built—complete with bunk beds, windows, and stairs with a rail. 

I didn’t realize it then, but those childhood weekends in our tiny cabin on stilts was the catalyst for a life time of feeling drawn to the mountains and a dream to one day have a simple place of our own to visit after long work weeks.

The moment I spotted a Tumbleweed house on HGTV I felt my tiny dream could possibly become a reality one day. Some Tumbleweed houses travel on wheels (check out their latest model Cypress 20) but we hope to ground ours on a sweet patch of elevated land. 

A favorite tiny link: A Harbinger in the Heart of North Carolina

There’s no better season to do a little dreaming!

Care to share yours? I’d love to hear it!


 (We received our copy in the mail this week!)