When SSG has trouble sleeping, she lays back, turns on some music and puts herself in a different place. Sometimes it's a major city like Paris or New York. Other times it's near the ocean where she can drive in a convertible while wearing gigantic sunglasses and a scarf.
But right now?
SSG can't get the thought of her own farm out of her head ...
There would be a red barn.
And a swimming hole with a rope swing ...
And a farm house ... maybe a little less Gone With the Wind-y but SSG LOVES that tree lined drive.
Of course Fisher would need some play mates ...
There would be a peach orchard for homemade peach cobbler ...
And a twee little apple orchard where SSG would pick apples while wearing a sundress, cowboy boots and a cowboy hat (SSG often considers her wardrobe in daydreams.)
She'd drive her 1950's red Ford truck into town to get fresh baked croissants and coffee.
Ice cream is mandatory.
There would be a proper (ish) cottage garden ... sans one thatch roof.
How else would SSG snip off some fresh mint for her lemonade which she'll need for ...
... quality time on the porch swing ...
... while holding hands with her Sometimes Serendipitous Guy and watching the sun go down.
See? Works every time.
8 comments:
Wonderful post...it's not making me sleepy but it sure makes me want to stay at home all day on my little farm.
Yep. A farm is my dream. Farm chores, not so much. Yet. But I'm getting there.
I am so there with you right now...what a wonderful image you have set here.
How lovely! I have visions of wearing a sun dress and walking barefoot through the grass on a warm evening.
Well, I thought you just needed me to come over and dance the seven veils? Was that just a way to get me naked? I feel so cheap! Not even a dollar!
Really though, I have that dream too! Only, I would not hold SSG's mans hands! Cooties you know!
Oh my gosh... I want to live there too... nice imagery!
I have never longed to live on a farm, although I grew up on a pseudo-farm. But this? This kind of farm I could be happy with. Right down to the man hand.
As long as someone else did all the work and I could just enjoy it.
Yes, I do feel better!
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