The past few days we relaxed in Fredericksburg in this little cottage on the corner.
I miss it.
It sits next to this spacious, yellow home with a porch that I dream of having some day.
There are a few things from the past that I wish were of the present. Porches fall in that category.` I sat on the porch in a white wicker rocker and was transported to a time where lemonade on the porch and a visit with friends were meaningful occurances. And there goes Miss Scarlett walking past carrying her parasol and Mr. Rhett in his frock coat tips his hat as they pass.
Besides 8 1/2 hours of sleep each night, this cottage is all I need in life.
A bed and a couple of chairs,
and a closet.
It even had a hot tub.
I really miss it.
This little lizard was there too.
And I didn’t mind him one bit.
It was quaint, cozy, private.
And the neighbors dog didn’t bark either.