home: a dwelling place together with the family that lives there

Welcome to my blog!

I am the first to admit that it's taken me way too much time to get it in gear with this social networking stuff.  My fear is that it will take over my time and schedule that I so very much protect and then I had a heart change.  Balance: this seems to be the story of my life, my mind and my body.  Come and sit with me a while...

I suspect you will see lots of architecture, homes, nature etc. on my blog (that is if you decide to visit with me again).  I have a passion for all things beautiful and it seems to come first in the things un-man made (is that even a word?) and secondly in architecture...  buildings (old and new), homes, bridges, churches - you get the picture.

I have personally moved around fifteen times in the last 20 years and my heart longs to be "home".  I'm not sure if this is even possible on this side of heaven, nevertheless, my heart longs for home.  If I were to write my own description I think it may look something like this:  home: a place of constant communion with my Maker where myself does not get in the way.  You see, I know that this environment would create everything else that my soul so desperately needs - unconditional love, peace, patience, security, joy, fearlessness.  In the crevices of my mind I can look at a home and taste at the surface a remnant of what my soul desires.

I finally got to visit with a home that I have admired and wondered about for so long~  She is affectionately called, "the Painted Lady".  How interesting, how elegant - what stories and secrets she must know!  Enjoy~

Psalm 84:3  Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest for herself, where she may lay her young, at your altar, O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.