House love....

I've been dreaming a lot lately about what I hope the future looks like; my love and I fortunately share a near-identical picture of how we want to grow old together (although his involves a lot of dirtbikes and mine involves a lot of french antiques). We both want to find that perfect postcard town and buy an old stone house on a big lot full of ancient trees. Recently I spent seven days in the small Ontario city of Gananoque helping my mother to plan the renovation of the dream home she and my father recently purchased, and I think I may have found the perfect destination. This town is filled with the kind of gorgeous historical homes that make my heart go pitter patter. The one above with the red roof is just to die for.

I snapped these pictures through the (moving) car window on my last day in town due to the extreme freezing cold (there was no way I getting out of that car!), but I think they get the picture across.

I just love it when a house carries its own unique personality and even if the particular color scheme is not for me (purple porches just aren't my thing) I appreciate the variety and the fact that the owners clearly care about making their home a thing of beauty.

Ever since I was little I have wanted a house with a turret or tower of some kind with a little wrought iron spiral staircase going up to the top. The lovely buttercream colored house just perfectly fits the bill!

I think this is the one of the most impressive houses in town...hard to believe someone actually lives there.