When I was about 12 years old my family moved to a neighboring town from where I had grown up. In the house-hunting phase, I still remember with clarity one of the houses we didn’t buy. It was at the top of a hill, surrounded by fields and had huge windows in the living room to take full advantage of the view. But the feature that stands out the most in my memory was a spiral staircase that went from the living room to the upstairs bedrooms. Oh, how fun it would be to live in such a house and use such a staircase every day! But, alas, our offer was not accepted and we ended up someplace else, where I was able to own a horse and have an idyllic childhood of a different nature, and what might have been probably could never compare to what did.
What does your “dream house” look like?
Day 8 of the A-Z Challenge!