Wednesday, March 19, 2014

My place

My place

      The place I would rather be would some where very secluded, where there wasn't a home in sight for miles and miles. Once you would turn onto my driveway it would be lined with trees and last for at least a couple miles. In the summer and spring the trees would light up my driveway in all different shades of green and brown, sometimes even with flowers budding at the tips of stems that would fall and twirl off when a strong gust of wind hit them. In the fall red, orange, and yellow leaves would line the driveway and if you looked behind you while your were driving you could see all the leaves brush up behind your car and make a beautiful scene, just for a couple of seconds.
     
      As you approach the very end of my driveway you will start to see a building in the distance. It's made out of wood and stained concert. The front yard is nicely trimmed and there is a garden right outside the front door full of flowers. The red, purple, and blue hues stand out the most to your eye until you walk closer to the garden and begin to notice the smaller pink flowers just now starting to grow. As the sun hits them they illuminate and you really start to see how magically beautiful they are. As you walk up the steps you notice the faint smell of something sweet in the air but you can't really put your finger on exactly what your smelling. It could be that the wind was just right and brought the flowers sent right up to you, or that maybe there's something sweet and tasty waiting for you inside. Whatever the case may be, that wonderful sent that has consumed your nose makes you feel right at home, like your meant to be there.
     
      The front door is really something of a masterpiece. It's over ten feet high and made entirely out of hand crafted wood with a rather large stained glass piece in the middle. Once inside the home you start to get the sense of relaxation. Almost the entire floor plan is an open one except for the bedrooms and bathrooms. Other than that every other room in connected with a half or portion of a wall. The concert under your feet is stained with a multiple arrangement of colors ranging from dark brown to an orange tint. Everything in the home has a dark color to it that relates to either a dark brown or an orange hue. Whether it's the kitchen granite tops or the leather couches in the living room, the more you look at everything the more you want to stay here forever and just relax.
     
      Out of the corner of your eye you start to notice the sun is beginning its decent to the west. The window you can see it through is quite big and has a space to slay down next to it if you choose. As you start to make your way over to the beaming light you really start to take in the surrounding of the entirety of the home. The way the sun is shinning everything make the home that much more amazing. Everything the sun hits shines and look almost as if it could sparkle. You finally reach the window and take a seat next to it. Everything your feeling right now is just bubbling outside of your being, no person or thing could take this moment away from you right now. Everything in the world seams right.
     
      I would rather be here, in my worry, stress free made up home. I would rather be curled next to its fire after a long day and just watch the flames dance around the wood. Now and then little sparks would flicker off the fire and land just in front of you, and you could see the ember slowly burn out then watch as a new one appears. Everything about this home is inviting and comfortable. You aren't afraid to relax and let your mind run wild in this majestic place. Every where you turn the only things that you can see are comforting and they make you feel at home. Even in the kitchen there is always some hot chocolate ready, waiting for you. Once you take that first sip your whole body melts to the ground. The combination of the sweet taste and smell of the chocolate mixed with the gooey texture of the marshmallows on top takes you to another world. The only thing that you can focus on is how wonderfully delicious this is and how you never want it to end.