The small hip roof over the bathroom windows was sheathed today, along with three sides of the carport. The ultimate facade revealed itself, and I can now imagine what it will look like six months from now.
Serenity at Longleaf Preserve is what we originally planned to call our home. But it is clear that the serenity we hope for will not come from the triumph of hope over experience, nor from the palliative of mere optimism. No. What we are crafting here is a sanctuary, a place for healing and strength building, not mindless hiding. A place for full-out living each moment allotted to us. A place for children, friends, and wayfarers to read, talk, sing, love, share meals and take gentle care of the land and other creatures who have also found their way here.
A romantic notion?