Once upon a time, there was a girl, a guy and a sewing machine…
The house I feel I “grew up in” is a wonderful old farmhouse that was one of the first built on the block in 1904. It is a lovely two-story Victorian with a huge avocado tree just outside my bedroom (I picked them from the window !). My room had a nice sized walk-in closet, tall ceilings and lots of windows. In the center of the room, looking out front, there is a bay window housing a large window seat with lots of storage space. In the hallway there is a built-in set of drawers and cabinets that held a bazillion things, including a secret drawer :) I adored the house and it’s grounds. This property is in Southern California, where it’s warm year ’round. Out back, my Father built lovely walk-in aviaries housing a variety of button quail, bob whites, parakeets, finches and more. They were built along the back grapevine/hedge next to the barn. Assorted bird-raising paraphernalia were stored in the tack room of the barn. Neighborhood kids liked to visit and watch the birds.
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