As I get older and find myself wanting to settle down, I think of the places that truly make me happy. My dream of owning a ranch is still in the back of my mind, but also I dream of a quaint small town. The best things about dreams is that they comes true.We have lived in PA for almost 13 years and as much as I miss the south, it is a beautiful place to live.
From my constant need to drive and see new places I happened upon a small town. Instantly I fell in love. Beautiful Victorian homes line the streets, along with white picket fences, and flower boxes. When walking the streets of this small town I felt welcome and at home. Around every turn, a family owned shop pops with color and charm. This is where we want to live.
We have decided to move and are making job and home decisions this spring. I can't wait to start the house hunt and discover the new and old charms of this small town!
2 comments:
My husband thought this was funny because " me getting older" means turning 26 :p
That looks like a wonderful place. It must be so exciting to be anticipating the move!
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