Dawn Brocco's Life & Design Blog

Worked all day yesterday until after 10 pm on the Gazette and printed it this morning and sent it off to the copy editor.

Today I am working on the Alpaca Boucle cable jacket for the collection. Too hot and humid for the attics again.

Hubby finished putting in the closet doors in our bedroom yesterday - yippee! 10 years of looking at those horrid doors the previous owner put in. But naturally, nothing he ever did was to a standard measurement or size, so re-framing was needed. So, I just need to paint the trim and doors and it'll finally look nice. You see the closet as soon as you enter the room and the old doors were just a visual stab. Visual disharmony really grates on me. I'm ever moving things about, trying to create balance, so that as I move through a room, nothing glares, it all flows.

Before we ever saw this place, I dreamt of it. Well, actually I had 2 dreams of it - one of myself exiting the basement door sweeping the bluestone path that goes from the basement to the driveway and the other was of my standing at the threshold of our previous (first) house, and seeing a large pond right outside the door and hoards of blackbirds swooping though. There was such a happy feeling to that dream and a calming feeling to the first dream, then soon thereafter we discovered this house and soon after that moved here. Every year, spring and autumn, flocks of blackbirds swoop through our lawns and the acre-sized pond is steps from the house.

I've always discovered / been told things in my dreams. One other was a dream about when my daughter would be born. It was to be a Monday, and as I was due the beginning of June, I thought it was to be June 2nd - my maternal grandfather's birthday. Well, the 2nd came and went and I went into false (ha!) labor on that Friday afternoon. So, I thought the dream was off. But she didn't want to be born right away, and finally decided to stop wearing me out Monday at 2:30 in the morning. This was, of course, to be indicative of our entire relationship!

I've had other dreams like this and I also dream of things that hubby is reading in the newspaper, as he gets up earlier than I do. We are very linked, you see.

So, dreams are important to me. I haven't had a dream yet about our next house and that makes me a bit uneasy. If it's meant to be, as this house was, a dream should be forthcoming.

Now, that's not to say I haven't had "house" dreams! I've had tons of dreams about houses with HUGE attics, filled with many rooms, all white and bright, and I walk around them trying to decide how to use all the rooms - all promise and hope and endless options, as I'd expect an attic to represent. I've also had many old house dreams, with tons of dark raised panelling everywhere, very stylish for certain period houses, and old spinning wheels hidden under stairwells (I used to spin). And secret back staircases - very intriguing dreams, but not recent dreams, not since we've decided that it's time we should move. So, to wait and see. Maybe once we start the actual physical house hunting, it will occur.