I love old homes. There’s something special about a building that’s stood unmoved for century while everything around it changes. It reminds me a lot of strong marriages.
Old homes have unique character. The walls usually aren’t square, and the floors roll and dip. But what they lack in precise construction, they make up for in charm. They’re like stepping into a time machine. You can imagine generations of families running up and down the staircase or laughing at the dinner table. If the walls could talk, the stories would be endless. Read the rest of this entry