Bucket lists are weird. I recently read a book that was about fulfilling a bucket list and that made me think of mine. I don’t have a bucket list in the traditional sense, but I do have a list of things I would like to own before I die. Let me see if I can make this like a tag.
As you might be able to tell from the picture above my dream car is a Model T Ford. Souped-up of course.
A Farm. I don’t want pigs, or necessarily ducks and rabbits, but you get the idea. I want it to be big enough for a couple of small crops, some meat, and some pleasure animals (because I don’t want to use horses for much).
Dream Out Building
I’d say this is a lovely self-explanatory picture, but what I really want are those super awesome rolling/sliding shelves that some colleges have. I want to be able to lock some books away as not appropriate for young eyes.
Room In The House
If my library is in an outbuilding that means I have room in the house for a sewing room. Right? An ancient sewing machine, an outer wall shelf, table, ironing board thing. Windows galore. And on the inner walls cabinets of fabric.
A shire. I want a big horse. A Clydesdale. One of the gentle giants. A draft horse.
I do want to tag a few people to do this.
Updates will happen.