The House in the Meadow

The House in the Meadow
Nothing signals spring like a meadow bursting with radiant color. I don’t know if it is because I am a native Californian or that I was born in the spring, but I have never enjoyed cold weather. Even in our mild climate I can’t wait to see the first signs of springtime as the flowers paint the meadows and hillsides. This old stone house sat alone in the middle of the meadow surrounded by acres of color…the perfect place to spend a warm afternoon.