re-imagining life

All of y’all have been so awesome in joining along and commenting on the Cottage family adventures.

No, we aren’t moving.


 I told y’all my gypsy heart doesn’t wander far from home.

This is a story about a love affair – and the possibility of re-imagining my whole life.

My heart knew this was our forever home when we drove up the driveway for the first time all those years ago.

This place immediately spoke to my heart.  You either get this or you don’t.

  It was love for me because of the great big spruce tree beside the front porch.  Because of the tin roof, and the buildings on the property.

Because I always wanted to live on a farm.

With chickens, and cows and pigs.  Maybe it could be that place…

The years passed and we made this our home.  We decorated and painted and remodeled a bit.  Our home has had a lot of different looks.

Instead of chickens, cows and pigs we rescued cats and dogs.

Now our lives have changed.

The old tin roof has 80 years under her belt and now she is leaking.  We had an earthquake a few years ago that rocked our plaster walls into all kinds of crazy cracks and crumbles.

The chimney which runs through the middle of the house is collapsing and is no longer safe to use.  Which is a real bummer because we rely on our wood-stove for winter heat.

Coral Cottage is tired and needs major repairs.

roof with dormer

The recent passing of Mother Cottage has Father Cottage reflecting on his future.

 While he isn’t sure exactly what he wants, he does know that he doesn’t want to live in an assisted living facility when the time comes.

We have invited him to live with us here at Coral Cottage.

 But, we don’t have room for him.

We have come to the conclusion that since we must do major work to the house in order to take care of the has to be done things, we might as well do some of the things we always wanted to do such as putting on an addition.

 When Father Cottage decides he wants to come here, there will be room.

Really all this isn’t as easy as I’ve put it.

There are three lives that will be changed, not to mention the whole house make over that will be a complete pain in the you know what.

The roof will be removed, the chimney torn out, the plaster walls gutted, new windows to replace the old and an addition added.

On the positive side, I’m looking at this from the point of view that now I have the opportunity to re-imagine my life and my life-style.

Our old farm-house will get a face-lift and maybe in a way, get back to her roots.

Father Cottage will have a place where he will be welcome and cared for as needed.

We may have a few chickens in the yard.  Maybe a goat or two…

A new chapter.

If you had the opportunity to re-imagine your life – what would it look like?

See you later,



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what matters

rainbow horse

Double rainbow – photo by Mr. Cottage

We have had rain and overcast skies for a week.  Gloomy dreary weather.

On his way home from work the other day, Mr. Cottage stopped and called me, he said “go outside and look to your left, you will see a rainbow or two.”

So, I did. And I did.

rainbow horse 2

Rainbow Photo by Mr. Cottage

Little things like him calling me to tell me that, ’cause he knew it would make my day, really make my day.

Because the little things really do matter.

See you later, Bye!


follow your gypsy heart

Truth be told, my gypsy heart doesn’t wander too far from home.

It does, however crave change, no boundaries and open expression.

gypsy heart card 1

follow your gypsy heart note card by Night Bird Creations

As many of you guys know, I have been recovering from a cervical injury for the past year and half.  I’ve made great progress, but I am far from where I should be.

My team of doctors and physical therapist, placed me on a 30 minute limit at any time to any activity including creating my art.  That does not allow for me to get into my grove or to spiritually tap into the happy place that allows me to create.

There have been a lot of adjustments to my lifestyle and artless life.  I’ve enjoyed living vicariously through my artsy fartsy creative friends, both in the real world and on-line world.

 I have come to terms, (most days) with the fact that the kind of art I used to make, must change.

The passing of my mother in recent months has also left my heart empty and wanting.

I’ve had a lot of time on my hands to think about the direction my life is going and what the future will look like.  While I don’t have all the answers, I do know there are oh so many changes happening faster than I can put my finger on.

Some – maybe 15 years ago, I discovered a photographer/artist that hand colored her black and white photography.  I was awestruck with her work and have held on to the idea of some day exploring this media for myself.

Recently, I have found myself  fulfilling that promise and I am now working with both vintage images and my photography.  This is a process that I can happily work on for only a few minutes here and there, as it is a bit labor intensive.


hand tinting a vintage image with water-color and ink.

I use water-color, pencils, inks and dyes to transform images.  I then scan the image into my computer and begin a little digital manipulation to combine the two.

My sunflowers were of great enjoyment this year, as well as spending time photographing them so it seems only fitting that they are the first images I am working with.

queen of the sunflowers wm

hand tinted photography – queen of the sunflowers a note card  by nightbird creations

My heart says be brave, embrace the changes that are upon you and continue to dream…

Day 1 – October 8th our modern-day gypsy caravan arrives.


Almost 23 years of living at Coral Cottage – getting boxed up and ready to begin our next adventure.

You are invited on the journey.


Don’t forget to follow your heart.

See you later, Bye!


hello fall

Hello fall; hello Y’all.

I’ve been away spiritually and physically.

Upon my arrival home, my heart was tickled with the creativeness of my friend and house sitter.

She knows it is one of my goals to raise my own chickens.  She typed up a mock building permit, dragged one of my concrete chickens over to the area I told her I wanted to build the coop.

chicken building permit

A good laugh is a great welcome back home.

Another lovely welcome back came from a neighbor that showed up with a bushel of Beauregard sweet potatoes and a basket full of string-beans.

sweet potatoes

 Mr. Cottage and I sat and snapped beans at the kitchen table the other night.  That brought back sweet memories of sitting on the porch with my grandmother, snapping and talking and listening to the moos carried in the wind from the cattle in the pasture.

I put up 5 quarts of beans that will sustain us through the next months.


The leaves are starting to turn color and fall as the last of the wildflowers hang on and dazzle with their simplicity.


Under the apple tree my favorite rusty chair calls for me to sit a spell.


As the season of change is upon us, I reflect on the knowledge that my life too is changing.  The Cottage family is embarking on a new journey.  It is scary, exciting full of unknowns and uncertainty.

I will share our life changes with you as the words find themselves and the journey unfolds.

I hope this new season finds you enjoying all the goodness life has to offer.

See you later, Bye!