I’ve said this before. Many times before, actually.
I Love Houses.
Very Old and Very Large Houses are My Favorite.
Victorians (1830 – 1900). Yes.
Prairie Style (1900 – 1920). OK.
Second Empires (1850 – 1870). Sure.
Then there are Castles. Oh My. My Heart Skips a Beat for Castles.
And I found One. Sitting Majestically on Top of a Hill. Created from Granite. Enormous.
Please Take My Hand and Let’s Have a Peek at My Dream Castle.
There it is with the First Ray of Daylight on its Face.
The Air is Frigid but You Won’t Feel it.
Inside. Climb the Stairs.
See the Play of Light in the Rooms.
Venture Down to the Basement. It’s Dry and Solid.
Ghosts? I don’t Think So. Vampires? Maybe.
I Did See Two Tiny Bats Hanging from the Pipes(!)
A Magical Dream?
Mr. Doodle Thinks Not. Nightmare might be the Better Term.
Reining Me In.
OK, So this may be in the Dream Stage.
But Look Out for REM Sleep on the Horizon. 🙂