Within these booger-stain walls our humble home, we embrace life and suck the nectar out of it, which may explain all the teeth marks on the furniture.
But all those bite marks, scratches and hammered dents in the furniture add character. Some would pay good money for a weathered look whereas my children offer their handiwork for free.
The walls may be lacking color or needing another coat of paint, but the fingerprints and artworks on the walls display signs of real masterpieces: my beautiful, creative and spirited children.
What appears as piles of clutter to guests are my pride possessions and cherished memories.
Our yard may not be the most manicured, but it looks well traveled.
My home is an honest reflection of my life.
It may not be perfect.
Occasionally it looks tired and shows signs of wear, but I do my best to maintain it.
And I love every inch of it.
I like this post. Life doesn’t need to be complicated just memorable. All the best!
It’s gorgeous…and I love that shot!
Great post! & shot… 🙂
your style looks a lot like mine! i love the perspective of the photo thanks for linking up this week!
Loved seeing this glimpse into your home….home IS where the heart is and we all breathe a sigh of relief after a long day when we walk through the doors. It may not be fancy but at least it is your own!
cool shot!
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