Today I was thinking about my nana. I was lying down taking a nap and I heard birds outside and the breeze was blowing through the window. It was so peaceful and wonderful and I did drift into a wonderful nap. I remember when I was younger and I would go visit my nana. Her place is always so beautiful. She is so creative and artistic but she has never been a typical nana. She is tall and beautiful and not just "for her age." She has never been the nurturing type and she has always been sort of cold woman, but that is a different post, different subject.
Her place was lush with flowers and plants landscaped around her house. You see, I grew up for part of my life in the middle of nowhere. It was dry with tumble weeds and virtually no green in sight. We would drive down the dirt lane and in the clearing was this little oasis. It was shaded and wonderful. If you walked about half a mile, past the corral, you would come to a little creek. We found a deep area there that we used to swim in.
Her house was great too. I was always envious and inspired by her house. She had a little room in the back that was some sort of sunroom in the summer and a cozy little room with a fireplace in the winter. She worked on little projects in there. She must have grown out of this room because she later had a small studio built behind the house where she kept her art in. I would ask to go see the new things she had been working on. She would show me all the watercolors and oils and the pictures that inspired her paintings.
In the middle of the day she would lay down for an afternoon nap. Sometimes I would lay down in the spare room, but usually I would take this time to walk around the house and see all the beautiful artistic things.
So Chris has already started building me a special room. We painted this room a beautiful color and he has been building a desk with a drafting table "thingy" to paint and draw. There is also a flat space where I can work on these projects I have been doing.
So today I was taking a nap and it was wonderful and a little bit nostalgic.
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Laura, what an awesome gift from Chris to you--he really knows you, which is so comforting, I know. You definitely inherited some gifts from your nana, too. Oh, and where is the special room?
Thank you.
The special room is the guest room... the bigger one in the corner. The small office is going to be the guest room.
Chris really is so kind to me.
So, Drew is coming today. EXCITING!
Drew is coming where today? Over to your house?
Laura, blog about your finger...Just a suggestion:-) Oh, and I am so glad you are gonna be ok but so sorry it happened. Blenders are dangerous things.
Wish it was a better gift than it has turned out so far (cutting plywood with a circular saw, alone, leads to stupid mistakes). I'm happy with how it looks though. Still need to add the drafting portion, though.
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