I have never understood why folks don't like to buy a house near a train track.
I think the lonely echo of a train whistle is ever so romantic.
(anybody else out there feel the same or am I just weird)
I have driven over this particular track in Garland, Texas many times in the past 4 years,
and for some strange reason I've always wanted to park the car and walk it.
So, today - just like that - I DID it.
(Hey! NO regrets in my life, regardless of how insignificant it may seem)
There's also a beautiful old rusty building next to the track.
Buildings like this are strewn throughout Texas and I always let my mind wander about aaaallll the possibilites....
An antique mall, perhaps?
How about a clothing boutique or a boot store?
Oh, yeah....so many, many options.
I've ALWAYS had an affinity for anything old - people, cars, clothes, shoes, buildings and houses - especially houses!
This beauty right here was almost mine about 7 years ago.
She is situated on a big corner lot in Scotland Neck, North Carolina.
She needed quite a work and we were up for the challenge.
What we WEREN'T up for was the cold winters.
So, here I am in Texas, living in my sweet little Rosebud Cottage where summer is (almost) year round.
She doesn't have a train track nearby, so no loooonnggg romantic whistles in the night,
but what they say about Texas IS true -
The stars at night, ARE, indeed big and bright....
(blouse: Steinmart, Jeans: Ralph Lauren, Boots: Justin
hair: Cruz at Studio 1514, Dallas TX)