i was reading a post over at one of my favorite blogs my little cottage and it reminded me of my grandparents. you know those people who just have that knack for making a house a home...the kind of home that you enter and it is pretty and comfortable, the kind of home that smells like dinner and offers lemonade...that's my grandparent's house. it was built in 1850 (they removed siding and refurbished the logs about ten years ago). they always keep a candle lit in the upstairs window. they have a garden and a cat. my grandmother bakes almost everyday. she's the one who taught me the essentials of "the list."

everything about this house says love. i am so grateful.