Monday, May 10, 2010

Pine Knoll

So I opened Southern Inspiration, and look what I discovered.  I have been passed a blog award!


It made me giggle. But then, in my oddball brain, I began to worry… Exactly to WHOM should I yak it forward?? I have several blogs that have become a part of my reading routine, and I feel a sense of Polish loyalty to them all.

But as I was sipping and meandering, I came across a new blog that I know will become a favorite. I want to introduce it this morning.

It’s called Lilac Lane Cottage, and I clicked my way there because of that name. I have a name obsession about which I will yak at a later time.

It is the story of a recently purchased country cottage… down a lilac lane no less… in Kansas. The story is just unfolding so I’ll get to read every exciting detail of the cottage journey. I am already enchanted by it all!

Because this couple is living my dream.

I long to restore an old place in the country. This has been my dream for years, but as my girls got older (and so did I), it has become the Incredible Shrinking Fantasy… going from an old plantation house to an old Victorian to an old farmhouse. It currently resides in a little old cottage…

At the rate I’m going, it will end up a play house in the back yard.

My imaginary cottage even has a name. It’s called Pine Knoll, aptly named for the piece of paradise which guarded the playground at my elementary school. It was a wonderful little enchanted forest into which we were forbidden to explore. We could play in any schoolyard cranny, but we were not allowed to meander into Pine Knoll.

This, of course, made ME want to meander there all the more.

Actually, I grew up thinking that this pine tree paradise was named “Pienole”. I wasn’t sure what a Pienole was… I thought it was an old Indian word or something. I remained completely blond on the subject for decades, and then

I was browsing through a scrapbook and saw a picture captioned “The View from Pine Knoll.”

Pine Knoll? It’s Pine Knoll? I thought it was absolutely poetic and have longed for a Pine Knoll of my own ever since. Living in southeast Georgia, we don’t have much in the way of creative topography. But a knoll, we can manage. And the pines? Oh please...

So as we travel down the adventure roads, I keep an eagle eye out for my Pine Knoll. Of course, on Debbie Drive, you don’t have to actually see Pine Knoll to discover it. If I spy a windy little path sneaking off into the woods, I proclaim to the car, “I’ll bet there’s a Pine Knoll back in there.”

If I spy a tumbled down old house, I dub it.

Look! It’s Pine Knoll.

Of course, the husband rules from the left side of the brain. He likes to carry that travel mug of cold water down my adventure roads and pour it all over my imagination.

He will say, “Deb-or-ah, there are no pines… and there is no knoll.”
And I reply, “I shall haul in some dirt. And I shall plant a tree. It’s not rocket science Mr. Party Pooper.”

You see, this is the desire of my heart… emphasis on the possessive pronoun there.  It is not shared by the rest of the family. The other three are perfectly content here in Piney Stick Flats, and they do not feel the old house love.

 Recently, we toured a minimally restored Victorian. I was delighted. After yakking my way through room after room, I dropped into the car seat and started,  “Now that’s my dream…”

And The Practical One, finished  “…and our nightmare.”

She inherited her smarty pants from her father.

But as the chicks leave the nest, I am left with only the husband to win over. I keep telling him to get aboard the dream train. He gives me a long suffering smile and assures me that he indeed prays about my Pine Knoll. If he says he does, I believe him.

But I am positive that each prayer ends with something like this: And Father, you know my Debbie and the desires of her heart. Please change them. Amen.

I’ll try to find some pictures to illustrate this post. In the meantime, just detour off Debbie Drive down Lilac Lane. And pretend that you see pine trees.

And a little knoll.

8 comments:

Kelli said...

We have the same dream!!! May never come true, but what's life without a few dreams! Enjoy your Monday. (Cute award!!)

Lynn Richards said...

Oh, I so want a barn. Some chickens. But I just can't live in a place with snow and most places with barns are in areas with snow, so I will have to find one on the ocean. Or at least near the ocean. Just keep saying, "I think I can, I think I can..."
xxoo
lynn

Maura @ Lilac Lane Cottage said...

Hello Debbie! Oh My GOODNESS...thank you so much for this award!!!! I'm so glad that you found my blog interesting and enjoyed what you read. I'm honored. I hope you NEVER give up on your dream of finding your Pine Knoll...you never know what the future will bring and if you keep working towards your dream even in little ways...it could happen. I really got a kick out of reading your post...you made me laugh. I'm going to enjoy going through your blog...I'm sure there's more laughs to come and I better bring along a big cup of coffee as I think I'll be here a while. Thank you again and I hope you'll come back and visit with us again on the farm. Take good care....Maura:)

Anonymous said...

Dreams do come true Debbie, your thoughts can be reality, I sincerely hope for Pine Knoll.

Candace

Jennie said...

Even if it *doesn't* come to fruition some day...just think of all the fun you've had while daydreaming about it!

By the way, I think that Thomas Jefferson knows exactly what he's talking about. I'd almost always rather be dining on simple bacon. ;)

Leslie, the Home Maker said...

God knows your desires and I am sure He will answer them someday, and boy oh boy, when He answers us with gifts, it is SO much better than we ever had in mind!!
P.S. I have the same dream you do, only I love oak trees and hydrangeas!
P.P.S. I shall knock the travel mug out of my hubby's hand if I shall ever find an oak lined knoll.

Anonymous said...

You have such a wonderful way with words...hence the name of your blog I suppose! I read your post aloud to Queen Bee and we both giggled. Don't worry. One day you'll have your Pine Knoll.
Hugs,
Denise

Kelli said...

Hope after your job is complete you'll have a renewed sense of energy!!

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