I got a bee in my bonnet.
It happens. I get to thinking about something and just can't rest until I get it. Well, I got into my head that I needed a new project and what I really wanted was a log cabin.
We found one only about 1/2 hour from here - a really nice 200 year old log house - that was just beautiful and CHEAP. But it sat at the end of a street that looked like meth row. So we kept looking. I found a really cute house way east of here with 8 acres and a pretty stream and pond. It was new and had really nice plantings. My husband looked at it and saw nothing but yard work. We looked to the west, but didn't like the area. We tried going north-east, but the place we found was just plain creepy.
This past weekend I found an internet site that had Tennessee listings. Looking thru them, I found IT. We went to see it Sunday. The cabin is tiny (livingroom, kitchen, bath and one bedroom) but it sits at the foot of a lovely hill. I think we should call it Friar's Cottage (because the hill is cleared on top and has trees all around the sides). On the top of the hill were deer. We watched the deer and they occasionally they looked at us. It's just beautiful. When my husband went to check the spring (the water is spring water) he was followed back by the skinniest little kitten. She kept mewing, but I had nothing I could feed her. When I picked her up, she purred and made biscuits. We bought the place, but a requirement of the sale was that the agent go back and save the kitten.
The cabin has electricity and basic plumbing (a claw-foot tub!) but no appliances. The heating system is a fireplace. I can't wait to go sit on the porch and spin wool.
