Westwood Cottage
There's a cottage in the country,
A place that you should see,
It's a haven in a harsh world,
A place of quiet peace.There's a grove of spruce and lilac,
Planted there with tender love,
To break the wind, on winter days,
A home for wren and dove.When you walk through the picket gate,
You know that you have arrived,
At the home of some gentle people,
You can see the love in there eyes.The flower beds surround you,
Ablaze with colours bright,
The butterflies flit by you,
The crickets sing at night.When you enter the cottage you're greeted,
By the smell of fresh baked bread,
And gingersnaps, just like Grandma's,
The aroma fills your head.The tea kettle sits singing,
The table is set with care,
With special cups and saucers,
It's all because you are there.As you sip your tea and visit,
Just take a look around,
You'll see more plants and flowers,
And handicrafts abound.Yes, it's a country cottage,
Filled with life and love,
For all of God's creations,
And blessings from above.Written by Carol Sumner March 21, 1984
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Farm House Table, Or ………….
I have always been an “Old Soul”; attracted to things with history and a story to tell. Which is why I love this little table, that has been living in a farm yard shop for many years. Each bang, scratch … Continue reading
The Life of a Maker: A New Sewing Studio!
Growing up I spent a lot of time at Westwood Cottage, and I almost never went home without having done something interesting and creative; making crafts, baking cookies, picking wild flowers and arranging them for my teacher. I can’t remember … Continue reading
Not Just Any Old Trunk!
There are four trunks in my home. Each one different with its own compelling journey and story to tell. Their age is showing, but they don’t care; they earned every dint, scratch, bump, bang and paint job and they are … Continue reading
With Wax
Recently I was given this little table with a broken marble top. With a little Fusion Mineral paint and some strong glue it was looking almost new. Except for the chip in the marble. Then I remembered this: The phrase … Continue reading
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