We are expecting more snow on Friday – how much there will be we don’t know. Today is very cold…but it is sunny. We are blessed with many windows in this cottage and nothing is as beautiful to me as the sun pouring in, washing over the pine floors and spilling onto the furniture. When we were house hunting, we saw so many houses that were nothing like the picture in the listing. You know the feeling: you get all excited and think this is the one! This is what we’ve been waiting for! Then you actually see the house and find that there’s a gas station next to it, or the inside should be condemned, or the rooms are so small you can barely move. When I saw the picture of this cottage, I got excited all over again. It looked so charming. We wanted to see it right away, but our agent couldn’t line up a visit until the following Monday. We had to wait all weekend and I was sure someone would snap it up. This time the pictures didn’t seem to lie. When we finally arrived here and walked onto the big front porch made of bluestone, then walked into rooms filled with sunlight – we knew. We knew it was our cottage. It was smaller than we had hoped, and it didn’t have enough storage space (though it did have a dandy shed) but ultimately we didn’t care. We knew we could always add on some day, and we will. In the meantime, it is perfect for us.
My previous post spoke of winter doldrums – I still have them. But sometimes when it snows, as it did one day this winter, this is what I see in the early morning light and the beauty knocks me off my feet.