DREAMING OF SUMMER DAYS......

 Let me tell you the story about this little summer house.

I live in New York, on Long Island.  One of our favorite things to do, is to take a drive to all the charming villages on the eastern end of the island, better known as the Hamptons.  In every season, there is always something fun to do.  There are all the well known extremely expensive boutiques, lovely wineries and restaurants, huge homes on the water.  So much to see and do.  I even rubbed elbows with Richard Gere one summer day! Unfortunately, he didn't recognize me....... :)

Very often we would pass a winery,  where out in a field sat this charming little house.   I would always wonder why it was there.  One day, my curiosity got the better of me, and I stopped to inquire.  They told me it was owned by a nursery further east on the island.  That was that..... or so I thought.  

Several months went by, and again we passed the winery, but this time, my little house was no longer there.  I panicked, and told Jack that we must go find out what happened to it..... somehow I felt a strange attachment to that little place.

We found the nursery, but my little house had been dismantled and stored away in their warehouse.  I found out, that it had been manufactured in England and these small structures were called summer houses.  

Well, time passed, but I never forgot my little summer house.  Then one day, this past summer we came upon another house, a vacation house that sits on a quiet lagoon in Westhampton Beach.  What a perfect place to bring my little summer house to sit on the edge of that charming lagoon, and serve as my potting shed next summer.  

I haven't gotten a chance to use it yet, as it was just brought to the site and reconstructed just as the weather was turning cold.    I dream of the summer days ahead planting flowers around it, and potting away the days with my hands in the soil and dirt under my nails...... ahh, now that's  heaven!

I'll keep you posted!