Every year I feel completely unprepared and also like kind of a fraud because I write about creating beautiful spaces and this 12 acres we have here has pockets of pretty but is mostly a mess.
Every year we're able to address a few more things and clean them up or make them pretty, but it's far from picture perfect.
And then I remember that's part of what makes it real and authentic and special and ours. I'm so grateful for this online community, where we believe each other when we say:
Whether you were able to come to our house a few weekends ago or not, thank you for reminding me of this truth:
your home might not be perfect but your hospitality is exactly what we need.
