(or
until.....
my sister Trudy built her glass house complete with a wood burning stove to keep everything (plants and people) warm and toasty in the minus zero weather. Late at night after her kids are all tucked in, she and her husband go out to the glass house and build a fire to heat it through the night. The heat absorbed from the sun during the day keeps it warm well after dark until the fire is built.
Over the holidays, one evening we were invited for tea. She gathered flowers and herbs growing in the glass house, she cold steeped them overnight and added cinnamon sticks and ginger. We sat in the glass house cozy and warm. Soft, flickering, candle light and dancing flames from the fire dimly lit the leaves and our faces. We talked til midnight, breathing the warm moist air, smelling the earthy fragrance, and sipping flower tea. It was Paradise!
I think I reeeeeaaaallllllllyyyyyy
NEED
a beautiful glass house tucked away in a hidden corner
out of sight
filled with
plants
and
bubbly fountains
with
goldfish swimming
and
tiny castles
hidden amoung the flower pots
for the
dancing faeries.