Dreams of Another Life

Dreams of Another Life

Imagine living here…


Every day, to get in and out of your house, you would have to brush through jasmine…

I wonder if the oils would catch on your skin and clothes as you passed, and you would smell like jasmine all day, and not even realize you were carrying this scent to all the people you met, so used to it you would be…

  • It looks like the door to a fairy tale castle!

    October 11, 2007 at 1:02 pm
  • AND you would smell like real jasmine, the kind with leaves…not jasmine in a bottle named after a celebrity.

    October 11, 2007 at 4:44 pm
  • Oh wouldn’t it be lovely? 😉

    October 12, 2007 at 7:39 pm
  • melinda

    Whats behind that door????

    October 16, 2007 at 12:23 am
  • DebR, it would be the secret door, wouldn’t it? The one the princess snuck out of to go talk to her dragon in the middle of the night or sneak off to the healer’s hut in the woods, where an old lady would give her difficult–but ultimately wise–advice.

    Yes, Riverlark, the real jasmine is SO different from the bottled stuff. Such a wonderful scent.

    Ann, Melinda–it would be lovely, wouldn’t it? I just love imagining what is behind these doors. I would LOVE to live behind this one.

    October 16, 2007 at 7:38 am

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