Summer Solstice! Can you believe it? 2011 is just flying by... I've noticed this past spring, I haven't been all too excited about summer. I'm not entirely sure of my reason, but I think it has something to do with the constant coming and going and the lack of the essential three month summer vacation that being in school always promised. However, I do love to
dream about future summers... particularly of summers spent at a lake house in the Catskills or in western North Carolina. It doesn't have to be a very big house... but an
old wooden one would be perfect. I'd fill it with vintage furniture and accents {like the oars above}, have the doors constantly open during the day, and it would always smell like summer inside.
There would be the
softest cotton sheets on every bed, kids would share rooms willingly and there would be minimal electronics {I would say no TV, but I love curling up to an old movie on rainy summer nights.} The place would be filled with
old books {hopefully many of them filled with maps and children's stories}, board games and dried flowers.
There will be lots of
blue, lots of linen, and lots of sunwashed whites. Doesn't it sound like a wonderful place to spend the summer? I'm sure that one day it will be.