I love love love old houses and can spend hours imagining their history.
All they have seen, what they were once like, who lived there, etc.
I think they are forgotten treasures.
You find them everywhere it seems-
beautiful old homes that are falling further and further into disrepair.
and a favorite of mine is one that that sits quietly on the property of one of the hotels we
love to stay at in Santa Cruz.
and my toes sunken into the sand…
I can hear myself think and feel so inspired.
because I really enjoy just sitting and relaxing! 😉
It was in the upper 70’s with warm sunshine with hardly any wind~ perfect Fall beach weather.
one of the places we love to stay is the Chaminade Resort.
Though I personally would love to redecorate all the rooms
in a lighter French Country style
they are large and very private rooms.
it really makes you just want to take it all in.
Part way down the trail,
you will find that forgotten treasure.
a wall covered in shingles,
the broken windows.
and I always think how sad it looks when I walk by.
and do love fixing them up
and it is in Santa Cruz
one of my absolute favorite places…
so I might be a little dreamy about this one.
my husband is just glad it isn’t for sale.
*Just so you know~ I was not compensated to share the Chaminade with you ~ I just love it*