This is my dream house.
It is the house I daydream about.
I imagine me on the porch sipping my coffee.
Watching the fog burn off in the morning sunshine.
I have hens and a garden in the back with a gate.
I have always wanted a garden gate.
I am in a porch swing...
loaded with pillows.
I am wondering what Eva is up to...
and then hear her feet running across the lovely green metal roof.
I hope she has her shoes on.
