And they shall build houses and inhabit them...Isaiah 65:21
The talapia turned out very nice. I had it with some green beans and whole wheat bread.
I've been thinking today about cottages. I love cottages. There's a lovely little cottage-type house that I used to pass by every day years ago. I believe it's still there probably. It was set back off from the road and it was made of a light colored stone. I could tell a woman lived there. It had a woman's touch to the look of it. There were lovely little flower boxes outside each window and in the summer the boxes were filled with all kinds of flowers with billiant colors. There were lacy curtains at the windows. I used to think how blessed the lady of that little cottage was to have such a house. It looked so inviting. But I never went to it. I just passed by it as I drove to places where I was going.
I think that I would love to have a nice little place like that. The inside of it would be filled with lovely overstuffed furniture with flowers on tables. There would be a flower pattern teapot and tea cups for company to make each person feel right at home whenever they visited.
Everything would be so colorful and bright. No drab colors for me. Bright country colors in the furniture and on the walls. Country blue, peach, and cream. It would be graceful and feminine. And there would be the smell of fresh-baked bread coming from the small kitchen. And perhaps a roast with potatoes and carrots wafting on the air as well. I imagine for my cottage a flower pattern slip cover on the couch tied with pretty bows at the bottom of each side. It would have a lovely shiny wood floor with colorful rugs here and there. I can't think of anything more lovely than a house like this.
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