"click, click, click,
There's no place like home,
click, click, click..."
~Auntie Em's Niece, Dorothy
When I think of a house....or I see the shape of a house....like a birdhouse or a doll house or a painting of a house..I am drawn to it. There is just something about the shape. It makes me happy, it is charming, it is one of the things that I doodle, a lot. I don't know what it is about the shape...possibly the frame of the roof...standing tall with protective eaves below so that rain and snow and wind and all of your troubles will just glide right off and all is well within.
No double the classic shape is charming but I find most shapes of houses appealing...in fact, when I was young, I wanted to live in the Berenstain Bear's tree house from the children's book series....it always seemed so much larger from the inside...didn't it? And Barbie's house...wasn't it just dreamy?
I write all of this to try and explain my obsession with houses...doll houses, birdhouses, pillows painted with houses...whatever the reason, I don't think that I will every grow weary of houses...maybe that explains why I am a major home~body....yep, would rather be here than anywhere else on Earth. Click, click, click.
Smiles ~ Ramona