It came to me this morning while I was sitting with a cup of coffee, yippie!
I've always felt that houses take on personalities. I can walk into a house and feel it if that makes any sense. I think it's a combination of everyone who's lived in it and all the house has been through. The last poor little house practically begged me to live in it, it had been through so much and it just wanted a little peace and quiet. Each house I've lived in had it's own personality, it's own attitude.
This one was a blank slate when I moved in because it was brand new. All it had going for it was a rose colored trim on it. Up until this morning I was planning to paint the trim dark green because I like the combination of white and dark green trim. It's a common color combination on houses up here. The rose color makes the house stand out. There's nothing like it up here.
Anyway, it hit me that I'd been looking for a name that reflected me and not neccesarily the house. I hit on a name that reflects the house and me and my feelings about finally having a home of my own.
Drum roll please!
Dream Street Rose.
Thank you hkusam, I am thinking of making or having made a small plaque with the lyrics on it to hang by the front door. Not sure how I'm going to do that yet, but I'll figure it out.
Thank you all for coming along on the ride:D
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