my mother and father in laws log cabin
In less than a month we are traveling to see my mother and father in law in rural, northwest South Carolina.
My father in law built the log cabin (which is located on 9 acres on the side of a mountain) himself.
They live a simple life there; about an hour away from any hub of society.
Their days consist of gardening, hunting, pickling and preserving ~ they are even raising one head of cattle now too.
A far cry from the fast paced life they lived here in NJ.
I have always considered myself a "city" girl.
To be honest, rural scares me a bit.
I'm much more comfortable in an urban environment than the backwoods of somewhere.
In fact, I often say that moving to NYC for retirement would be an ideal form of assisted living...everything is right there at your fingertips and with a doorman to boot!
Then about a year ago, I saw the movie Funny Farm for the first time and fell in love.
In love with the concept of two city slickers throwing away their hectic lives for one of simplicity and quiet.
But most of all...I fell in love with that house.
I know I am partial to Cape Cod styles (I own one!), but the idyllic setting and it's beauty make me think that city life might not be for me.
On days that I sit in traffic to and from work I often dream of a different life altogether.
Selling our suburban home and moving somewhere off the beaten path, somewhere small and quaint.
The kind of home that we could pay cash for and eliminate the overhead that bogs most of us down.
Living a lifestyle where I only need one car to use when necessary, not daily.
Spending my days homekeeping for survival...and enjoying it.
There are days that I think nothing could be better than waking up to views like this:
Or cooking in a rustic kitchen like this...
Living with the doors ajar and my heart wide open.
What dreams do you dream?