Stories From the Front Porch

Two years ago I started a tradition. I wrote down in every single detail what I envisioned my future home to be like when I grow up and am married. I thought I'd do it every year and see how it changes.

One of the homes that inspired this blog

I haven't given that tradition much thought until recently though. Lately I've been running with my boyfriend, Jasper, through our neighborhood. We live in a run down college town and most of the students live in either apartment complexes or in houses that have been here for ages. And I mean ages! (My roommate's boyfriend lived in a house that was 100 years old! I don't know how it passed the "Soundness Code" or whatever it's called.) But as we're running I like to point out to Jasper all the cute houses in the area and inform him that when I grow up I want a house just like that.

Some of these houses have real character and I wonder what it would be like to live in them. I think to myself, that house is kind of cottage. I bet an old lady lived there many years ago and loved the shade of that tree in the front yard. Or maybe there were kids that lived in that house forever ago and they'd pick the flowers in the yard. That house was definitely the home of a fat guy. Well ok, maybe I didn't think that. But I could! I just wonder what stories happened in that house and who lived there and what were they all about.

So I think this blog is about those houses. I have a plan to go take a picture of a house a week and tell you all how I see the house and what its story is -- or what I envision it to be. I also will just be sharing stories from my life in general. Maybe dreaming up stories about theses houses, their history, and family will help me know what I want for myself when I get my own.

- Lady