HOME is definitely where my heart is. I can have gypsy feet and travel and travel, but I'm ALWAYS happy to come home to my little casa. The first photo above is obviously my bedroom. But, it is so much more. I love to sit in that chair to read and look out at the downstair's terrace. Usually the door is open and the singing of the birds and the whirring of the hummingbirds enchant me. There's a TV opposite the bed, so I can always watch a good movie or whatever.
When my five friends were here last week, Cathy commented on the first time she came to my home in Houston. The kitchen had red walls and was decorated with lots of Day of the Dead memorabilia. She said, "I had seen lots of homes in my life, but NOTHING, like that". Yes, well people either love my home, or scratch their heads in disbelief. I love the cheeriness of the stuff and don't care how others feel, really. In my past life, because of my business, everything had to be stylized and designed - not THIS place. It is as wacky as me.
Although the casa is only 1000 sq. ft, it doesn't feel that way because of all of the windows everywhere. I've also used mirrors to expand the long narrowness of it and you don't have a sense of that either. I don't have a photo looking the other way in the living room but it is a wall of windows looking down the hillside with a built in upholstered bench for guests. I love the stone work everywhere, both inside and out.
Even though my house in Houston was more then double this size, it didn't feel as roomy as this place because of the light and windows. I've been here almost nine years and hope that I can continue to live here for a long, long time............
In another blog I'll show you the gardens and the roof terrace. It's all delightful - at least to me.