My new favorite word is neo classical.
In our hunt around for somewhere to settle,
“I just know I’ll be shown the right place,” says hubs, “I will be led!”
we went to Gladewater.
Not to look at a house but to browse around antique stores since this town boasts that it is the,
“Antiques Capital of East Texas!”
We are culture parched and needed to take our minds off tall pines, gold courses and flat surfaced lakes.
It was Sunday so only half the shops were open but we got a goof feel for the place.
“My grandmother had all this stuff in her house,” hubs said. The knick knacks, not the furniture.
Has the time arrived that all the treasures in these shops are from our lifetime?
Well, in these particular galleries, yes!
So really nothing doing because stuff from our grandparents’ era wasn’t particularly collectible in our minds. I mean, we probably threw it away when we were clearing our houses. I know I threw it away when clearing out houses!
So we shared an inexpensive sandwich, drank plastic glasses of water, mine hot and hubs’ cold, and prepared to leave.
While waiting for a train to pass we caught sight of an historic home so we went to look and it was then that I decided I had found my style!
Neo-Classical.
A bit skewed, I haven’t got the hang of sideways centering with my iPhone but you get the idea…
This is called the Walker Manor and was build in 1903. It has 17 rooms and 5 bathrooms and, the best in my mind, two wrap around porches, on the ground and first floors.
There are 3 bedrooms for bed and breakfast.
To help pay the bills.
I could so do that! What a family home it would make for us empty nesters.
But the location would have classified as the platform for the train had there been a station.
I need to find a better location for my historic home.
Well hello there! My name is Vivienne McNeny.
I am an empty nester exploring life as a Boomer…you could say I'm happily Boomering along!
As a homeschooling Mum I have finally quit the job of role model and mentor to my four children. I do what I want to do, eat when I feel like it, enjoy life with my blue eyed cowboy and clean my house once a month or so whether it needs it or not!
In true English form I write about the emergence of my true identity now that I can no longer hide behind my children as their Mum.
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