Just making up a story.
When I took photos of this little cabin I was so curious about the people who live there. Sometimes a cabin or house will peak my curiosity - I will want to see it in daytime with the sun out, in the afternoon with clouds hanging low, in winter with snow covering the roof and at nighttime with the lights on and the curtains open so I can see inside.
My impression upon looking at it in the photos, is that Savannah lives here.
She lives alone with her dog and a parrot named Grant. She is one of four sisters. Another sister lives on the mountain nearby but two live in different states.
She is on disability from work - having had a back injury so she doesn't get out much, other than to walk her road several times a day so she doesn't stiffen up too much. She is 47 and never been married. She is open to the idea but the right guy hasn't come along.
So much for my story. It's going nowhere, lol.
But I love the setting of her little cottage cabin.
NOTE: Awhile later while in the midst of eating my breakfast the beginning of a poem or story came to me but then it stopped. I was eating yogurt with granola and wheat germ in it - and the minute I took my last bite my mind was off and running somewhere else.
I do nothing all day but sit
looking out these windows of pain (pane)
Nobody is going to swoop me up and take
me away
away to a better life
I do feed my animals
and take my little walks
I keep my cottage clean
all the while keeping my self open
to a better life
I often sit outside
waiting for excitement
to walk up the road
and call my name to join it and walk
to a better life
But then I realize
I am living that better life
with the whole forest as my backyard
and the lights at night from the other cabins
Like low hanging stars shining
in my better life
When I took photos of this little cabin I was so curious about the people who live there. Sometimes a cabin or house will peak my curiosity - I will want to see it in daytime with the sun out, in the afternoon with clouds hanging low, in winter with snow covering the roof and at nighttime with the lights on and the curtains open so I can see inside.
My impression upon looking at it in the photos, is that Savannah lives here.
She lives alone with her dog and a parrot named Grant. She is one of four sisters. Another sister lives on the mountain nearby but two live in different states.
She is on disability from work - having had a back injury so she doesn't get out much, other than to walk her road several times a day so she doesn't stiffen up too much. She is 47 and never been married. She is open to the idea but the right guy hasn't come along.
So much for my story. It's going nowhere, lol.
But I love the setting of her little cottage cabin.
NOTE: Awhile later while in the midst of eating my breakfast the beginning of a poem or story came to me but then it stopped. I was eating yogurt with granola and wheat germ in it - and the minute I took my last bite my mind was off and running somewhere else.
I do nothing all day but sit
looking out these windows of pain (pane)
Nobody is going to swoop me up and take
me away
away to a better life
I do feed my animals
and take my little walks
I keep my cottage clean
all the while keeping my self open
to a better life
I often sit outside
waiting for excitement
to walk up the road
and call my name to join it and walk
to a better life
But then I realize
I am living that better life
with the whole forest as my backyard
and the lights at night from the other cabins
Like low hanging stars shining
in my better life
5 comments:
Oh, now you have me wanting to know more, too!
And I was going to ask, why you say it is owned by a "she"... But of course it is! Look at those curtains! :-)
And look at that unique fireplace placement! It has to make a corner fireplace, inside. So interesting. I've never seen anything like this.
Just wish she had someone, to fix that broken entrance step, though... A break like that, is never good. Any opening, can allow "trouble" to "get in" somewhere. Let alone, the issue of someone tripping on it...
Tessa~
I agree that step must be fixed - maybe someone will walk up that road and offer to do it for her. As you were commenting i was adding to the post.
How creative! Are you going to describe Savannah a little more? Love it!
I really enjoyed your story ... I have always liked the name Savannah ...
That is such a cute cabin ...
I really like the poem ... nicely done ...
thanks all.
laura - if inspiration hits i sure will.
today is a trip up to Big Bear in awhile. Waiting to leave so we can spend time up there and get some sunset pics from that viewpoint.
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