Meet my dream house. I’ve been in love with this house since first moving into our new home four years ago. I told our builder, the day of closing, that it would only be temporary, because one day I was going to be living in that house down the road. I know, some people have other ideas about what their luxury home would look like. I’m looking for a certain feel. Somewhere that was home for generations, one that was loved.

My dream home sits on several acres that used to be farmed. It is situated with the rising and setting of the sun. It has two outbuildings (delapidated old cedar buildings with tin roofs). One for my art studio, one for my sewing studio. haha. This house had a new roof put on 4 years ago, to which our builder said, “Why? To protect the termites?”.

It’s lawn is mowed regularly, yet from what I can tell, no one has lived there in a very long time. When you drive by it, you can see the daylight between the siding planks, so I’m not even sure it has walls or floors. But it does have an original leaded glass door, craftsman columns and a gorgeous setting and appears in the Historical Society’s book for our area. The family that lived in it had given land to the gypsies and it was quite the talk of the town for generations. I would love to see inside of it, but there is a big No Trespassing sign on the door. Otherwise, the only thing I’ve still to find out now is who owns it!