About Our Amazing Country Home

Here at “”youremptynest” we talk about loving and/or living with our empty nests. We have an empty nest, yet, not empty. John and I still live here and love here and grow here each day. Here is a lovely poem that we like to think is about our amazing country home.

I spent over an hour trying to find this poem online and was quite shocked that I couldn’t. My daughter Melissa has an old copy of Ideals Magazine from May of 1963. This poem is in the Magazine. This image and text was made on Canva. I do like it. And hope that you do too.

Loving this poem is easy because this is the way I feel when we are driving to our homestead in Mossyrock, WA . Of course we have not lived there long enough and do not have family there, but we do have our home and friends, our land, and animals, our HOMESTEAD.

A snapshot look at our family…

Our home here in the Northwest is homebase for Honey and I and 4 grown children, and 5 grandchildren.

We are blessed to have one of our children, Melissa, left here in town. Although the rest of them live states and states away.

Christopher is in Arizona. James is in Texas. Stephanie lives in Florida, with her husband, and two boys. Jax is James’ boy. He lives in California with his mother. Kaylee, Christopher’s daughter, lives with her mother. And lives just a half hour drive away.

My husband and I bought a home on the outskirts of civilization and fell in love with it, lock, stock, and barrel. Our Homestead is in Mossyrock, WA is what we lovingly refer to as The Lake House.

Our country home is our Lake House.

Actually we aren’t on a lake but just walking distance from a lake and a fishing pond. That is close enough for us. It is just far away enough that we have zero worries about anyone taking an unintended dip is the deep.

A work in progress

We have spent years and years rebuilding the walls, floors, ceilings, and roof on our house. I should say roofs, because not only did we need to replace the roof on the main house.

If you look closely you can see the nasty kitchen sink and the bathroom sink. The other picture is of the red cabinets and curtains in the kitchen. Iv’e got oodles of pictures of our nearly restored house to share too.

We had to completely restore the covered patio from the ground up. After the restoration, it actually became a covered carport. The outdoor fireplace and lighting system were not able to be restored and reconstruction was out of our price range, thus, carport.

While thinking about our Homestead, it invokes loving, wholesome, and endearing feelings. Our granddaughter, Kaylee, was just a little tot when we bought it about 8 years ago. She is now 14 years old.

Aurora, our 4 year old granddaughter was not even a speck in her papa’s eye when we started the journey. Her mother, on the other hand, had her in her heart years before she was born. By the way, so did I.

I wanted to share this poem with you if you would like to have it.  You can either click on the picture or you can click on the red link below. It has been nice sharing something about our dream house, our amazing country home. Now it’s your turn. Tell us what home means to you. 

 

I hope you enjoy this poem as much as I do. If you do, please feel free to download a free copy of this Here. You don’t think you need to create an account unless you can get a free Dropbox account.

If you have any questions or have a comment to add, please do. Smiles, Beth