I always do, usually. I remember my first family home was in Little Rock, Arkansas. The previous owners had painted the brick and frame a beautiful sage green. My husband at the time and two kids had a wonderful life there. We named it the Green House. Then we moved to the Powderhorn House. And so on and so on. Throughout the years I've lived in the Evergreen House, the Mississippi House and lots of others.
A few years ago, I moved to a log home in the Northeast part of Georgia. A nice sized plenty of bedrooms and baths kind of secluded place where anyone would love to live. It's in a wonderful little town that certainly reminds me of Mayberry. I call this home my Tugaloo Log Cabin Oasis. Not much to do here but it's close to Lake Hartwell and my son has a lake home down the way from me. I've made this place my special oasis, thus the name. Lots of time for book reading with my Gumlog Gang Reading Group, self-pedicure giving, and enjoying the lake life with my family. Everyone needs an oasis to escape to. Don't you agree...
