I am at home in either of these buildings. They have become two of my most favorite places in the world.
Here we have a blacksmithing shop and a general store. They are full size and functional, which means, sometimes we actually work there.
Ting! Ting! Metal hammer strikes metal on an anvil, and when I hear that sound, I know something is being made. Or repaired. The smell of burning coal in the forge, and the warmth coming off the fire reaches me in ways I hadn’t thought of before.
The store is used as a meeting place, a storage place, a place to get stuff. And where we can sit on the front porch on a sunny day to do nothing at all ALL DAY if we start early enough, doing nothing, all day. There’s a place beside the store where I hope to build an outdoor cooking area someday.
If anybody comes looking for me, I’ll probably be down in the village, where Creative Time might stand still, or there’s a real wrinkle in my timeline.
One response to “Home on the Range”
This is beautiful, Paula. Thank you.