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I don't know really - my own house is pretty nice - we like it!What does yours look like?
A log cabin is my dream house too.
Near some water, with a wood stove and maybe a hot tub in the back yard?A log cabin is my dream house too.
A home in the woods... in NZ. (You can cut about half of your worries there...)The dream home. Should I be a dash of cold water on hopes and dreams?
That's actually my purpose in life.
I used to think of a dream home as an isolated cabin in the mountains. But then you have to shovel in the winter just to get anywhere. Once you get the car out of the drive, no guarantee that the roads are passable. If you do make it to the local grocery, it's three times pricier than in the city. Meanwhile, do you have reliable electricity, water, waste disposal, heat, phone, Internet?
Living on a lake, pond, or river. Lovely. Until the flood happens. Every lake, every river, floods. It's not a question of if. It's a question of when.
Living in isolation. It's wonderful. Then you cut yourself slicing your homemade bread. Or your dog has a seizure. Whatever. Or maybe this year's forest fire is on the other side of the ridge. Uh-oh.
You have a lovely fireplace in your place in the woods to keep you warm. Then you find yourself chopping down the trees that you love for firewood. Or even better, out here in the Rockies, the lovely lodgepole pine all around is dying from beetle kill, and you're in a fire hazard zone.
It's so trite but true: Home is where the heart is. In our middle-class abode, we have a place where the family likes to come, where friends can stay over, where we can have a few dozen people circulate nicely, and where, when everyone else is gone, we're comfortable for just the two of us. I don't know that it's heaven on earth, but it's pretty darn nice.
It's funny that you said that, Grandpa--my first thought was my own home, too I thought we were fantasizing, though--lol. I like our little house: big enough for all of us, but not so big that we're rattling around.I live in it. It's nothing special (except to much of the world), but it fits us and I like it. Big enough to fit the family, small enough to not be cavernous. Good flow for company. There are changes we've made, and probably will make as time goes on - but it's fine as is.
It's funny that you said that, Grandpa--my first thought was my own home, too I thought we were fantasizing, though--lol. I like our little house: big enough for all of us, but not so big that we're rattling around.