I once had a house… a big red house. Something simple… ten bedrooms… twelve bathrooms. Perfect… for well, just little ol’ me.
I once had a house… pretty much painted the whole thing… in four months (I had help). 80% I’d say. It was a loooong way up.
I once had a house… to sleep 26. Perfect for dinner parties.
I once had a house, and it once had me. Now it moves on and I am reminded of my title: “innKEEPER”. Mine for a time. Loved by me, greatly. Made better by sweat.
I once had a house, it made me better too. Better cook. Better gardener. Better life.
I once had a house… I called home. Also called “Dragonfly Inn”. One last look around at empty rooms, the echo of friends around the dining room table. Laughter in the kitchen Before being filled (once again) with the lives of others.
I once had a house, and will have one again, soon. A fresh start. Home. (Of course the new place will have its own yoga studio too. I mean a gal has to have her standards!)
Let the journey begin.