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Dreaming of a Tiny Tumbleweed

Tiny House
Tiny houses. I had a fondness for them before I even knew what they were⏤or should I say, what they would become.

 

Growing up, my family owned a few acres in the mountains. Atop mega tree trunks a tiny 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 would become the catalyst for a life time of feeling drawn to the mountains. And dare I say, the desire to one day have a simple place of our own to visit on the weekends.

So imagine my delight the day I spotted a Tumbleweed house on HGTV. For the first time, I felt like my tiny dream could possibly become a reality in the future. Some Tumbleweed houses travel on wheels but we hope to ground ours on a sweet patch of elevated land with the sweet scent of Mountain Laurel surrounding it.

 

With a few flowers in my garden, half a dozen pictures and some books, I live without envy. -Lope de Vega

 

Lazy afternoons, cool lemonade, and a shaded hammock. Summer is the season for dreaming. So what are you dreaming of these days?

 

Here’s what we received in our mail today! This book is small but packed with relevant information, ideas, and plenty of inspiration for anyone planning {or hoping!} to one day build a tiny house.

 

Then followed that
beautiful season
Summer
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

Knock, Knock. Who’s There?

Today, one of my favorite bloggers, Allison Martin, invites bloggers to share ten things about themselves. It’s a fun way to build community and to get to know each other a little better. If you’d like to join in the fun, simply visit her blog, The Budget Maven, and add your blog link to her comments.

As awkward as this feels, here goes.

I am…Cathy. Wife. Mom. Mom-in-law. Grammy. Writer. Blogger. Office supply junkie.

I want…McDonald’s Frappes to register as a big fat “O” on the Weight Watchers point system. If I can’t have that, I’d like this perched on the side of a mountain.

I have…Barnabas (son of encouragement) for a hubby. He supports my staying home to pursue writing opps, encouraging me at every turn. Add two amazing sons, beautiful daughter-in-law’s (inside & out), and an adorable granddaughter (with a grandson on the way!) Thank You , Jesus!

I wish…home organization came easier for me.

I hate… how fear doesn’t stay put. Give it an inch, it takes a mile, invading more space than you ever desired or thought possible.

I fear… being misunderstood, a world without coffee, snakes, highway travel.

I hear…the humming of our A/C (thankful alert!), a snoring Lhasa Apso, and the sweet rhythm of silence. 

I search…for vintage poetry books, sea glass, ideas, ways to spend time with family and friends.

I wonder…what plans God has for Piper, our granddaughter, and if our future grandson is born, or waiting for Brandon and Megan’s arrival in Uganda. They should find out more details soon.

I regret…past decisions, but refuse to dwell on them. Jesus paid too high of a price for me to wallow in the sea of regret. He has cleansed me, therefore, I am clean.


Care to join in the fun? Let me know if you take Allison up on her invitation. I’d love to get to know you more!

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