The Countryside

On occasion I dream of living in the countryside. Something like this would be splendid...

{via here, via here}

I would walk hours on end working and lingering in the garden wearing a pair of Hunters of course...

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I would then head inside and place my boots ever so neatly in the entry and pause a moment and admire my simple, but ever so lovely piece of art...

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As I head into my keeping room I would think about starting a fire, but then decide against it because I just adore the way my birch logs look piled high in the basket...

I think a cup of tea would do the trick nicely to relax and warm my weary bones instead.  

Where do you dream of living one day even if it is only a dream?

{birch logs can be found at the French Market}