As long as you have a window, life is exciting.
June in New England is like a lover's dream made tangible.
Long cold nights mark November's return, grey rains fall, wind walks in the bronze oak leaves.
nothing decorates a home like books. There they are, waiting to decorate the mind, too!
Cat lovers know that every cat is remarkable.
Old houses, I thought, do not belong to people ever, not really, people belong to them.