The house next door will be completed tomorrow. I can hardly wait to show you it! Rene is a master of creation, at times I believe he has a magic wand in his pocket. If I hadn't seen him do the work day in and day out I would not believe it was possible. We will re start Cassis on Tuesday.
Years of collecting and finally those finds have found a home next door.
And yet there are a few things I want to find... hehehe.
When one writes a personal blog the journey becomes vast. At first I wrote about my adventures antiquing, then I started to write about my reflections of antiques, and the thoughts they gave me, then I started to write about living in France, which was connected to stories with my family, eventually my friends and then our home and now everything in between... and now the kitchen sink.
The house on the other side of us is for sale, and I wish upon a million stars someone would hire Rene and I to renovate it, top to bottom, inside and out, to put everything in place: the linens on the beds, the wine in the cellar and had them the key.
I figure it would take nearly a year to do it, the house would be a jewel box, what I mean is it would be stunningly French.
All those little things that say something that words fail to, or actions deny. All those little things that let us know that the moment is right, that we are on to something good, that it is okay, that we will be alright. That our path is before us and we have shoes on our feet.
All those little things that add up to the big moment of now.