I seem to be obsessed with little houses. I can not recall when this all started. Houses are like little people. Look around , they all seem to have their own personality. How comforting it is to see a little house well loved. I guess it shows how much love is on the inside. The stories it sees..... the tears , the laughter, the yelling , the sometimes not so happy days and most of all the love.
Little houses , the keeper of dreams.