Kathy, thank you for your words. It has taken me 17 years of incredible labour between my husband and myself to get our place to look nice and I know that it does, but I am humble about it. I do not like to be recognized for this work, but then I guess that people that see it cannot help it. It actually rather embarrasses me because I don't do anything to make my place look nice, except for my own self (and my husband). I am grateful that I have the strength to work outside as I do, I consider it playing.
Sometimes I yearn to have a place that has been taken back by nature. I would love to live with nature encroaching upon my life, like on the edge of a forest. That would be my life dream, sounds like you may be living in something that I would love to live in. I know that at some point in my life, I will not be able to look after all the work that must be done here to keep this place neat and tidy. And there will be that day when we live on the edge of a forest and let it be. Everyone's home is a place of beauty in one way or another, that must be said.
Now that is an interesting thing that you said about my being the glue to keep things together around here. Ya, you do have a very good point and you must be very insightful, because this is actually VERY true. I am the oldest female on our property, as you know from previous posts, we have many people sharing our land, to the tune of 18, with adults and kids included. It is an interesting life with never a dull moment ever. I have always had many people (particularly family) tell me that when they come here, it is home. That makes my heart swell too and makes me feel good. I love to welcome people to my home.
I am going to tell you something that may sound kind of wierd. We have lived here for 17 years. Never once in that 17 years have I locked my house doors. In the summertime every door and window in the house are open. I am a fresh air freak and love the draught that the windows and doors allow to blow though my environment. When my husband and I go out in the daytime during summer, I still do not shut the doors, I leave them open. We have not ever been ripped off by an outsider coming in to steal (not to say that we haven't been ripped off by the "insiders" of our house over the years). It is just an interesting point. I am of the belief that if the doors are open, people think we are home, that is one of my reasons for not locking up. And we also have dogs, a very good deterent. I am sure that when someone comes into our driveway and the dogs come charging out of the open doors, that probably scares the pants off them if they don't know the dogs. Our bedroom door is another matter. It is locked. We have a keyless entry on it and NO ONE COULD ever get in there. Just an interesting thing.
When my husband and I do a little bit of "time off" (man is it needed some times), and we go away for 3 or 4 days, I can tell when return that there has been something very desperately missing from our place. I can feel the joy when we return. Even my big tough biker type son-in-law always tells me that thank heavens we are home -- he says things just don't come together when we are not here. It is very funny and makes my heart swell.
My sister is a blessing to us. She leaves her family in their home out the back and comes up to our home to take over the duties of the foster mother, dog mother, garden mother, bee mother and every other kind of mother that you could think of in a communal-type environment we live in. Her husband stays at her home and looks after things there. It takes about 1 minute to walk from her house to our house, so it is not very far, should anyone need any "mother" stuff. She toggles between her house and our house and keeps things right. I could never express to her how nice it is for me to just let everything go, leave and know that NOTHING will be done any differently than I would do it. I am a lucky woman.
Yikes, I have a tendency to ramble, don't ask why, but I just do. Oh well. Have a great day. Cindi