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What a gift it is to have a home of ones own. Something I dreamed about as a child. A big back yard. A room of ones own. A place for everything and everything in it's place. Some things are still a dream, like a room devoted entirely to being a library, bookshelves standing floor to ceiling. How wonderful would that be? Or a cellar full of dusty bottles of wine. (Or a new kitchen. Or air conditioning. Or curtains.) But other dreams are becoming a reality, like my first real veggie patch. A studio that is taking shape. A dining room big enough for dinner parties. A nursery waiting for bump. I promise to share some more progress photos of the house quite soon.

But tell me, what are your house dreams?

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