I’ve written again and again before about my dream home, and it has always been the same “long brick walkway leading to the front door/wrap around porch/windows with shutters/tree-lined neighborhood” kind of thing. Being unexpectedly (but willingly) dragged to this amazing whole new world known as Juneau, Alaska a mere five months ago, my definition of a dream home has changed quite a bit. It’s surprising for me since I’ve always been so sure of what I want in a house. I’ve written about it with conviction, almost as if saying, “THIS IS WHAT I WANT AND NOTHING ELSE, AND I’M GOING TO WORK HARD AND MAKE SURE I’LL GET IT PERIOD!” OK, maybe not that bitchy and stubborn, though the choice and the desire sure feel that way.
Now that I’m living in a place where I’ve never been before and never really had an idea of what it actually looks like, my eyes and my mind have been opened, making room for more open-mindedness and change, more so when I got to see the kind of lifestyle and the houses they have here. Although I’m in a position right now where I’m not yet completely certain that I’ll be staying in this gorgeous little city for good due to circumstances beyond my control, being the person that I am I found myself imagining what it would be like to actually settle here. A big chunk of that imagination is what my home would look like. It’s obvious that I’m comfortable with the idea of staying in Juneau for good. The countless pine trees, spruce trees, redwoods and other I-don’t-know-the-name trees, foliage, wild life, gorgeous scenery, bed weather (though too much can be bad) and simplicity of people all have their convincing power and influence in me. With that thought, I can only hope and pray that very soon, this little capital city of Alaska will truly be my home away from home for as long as I’m destined to be in the Land of Milk and Honey.
Going back to dream homes, I’d say no more. The pictures convey what I want in a home, a home in America’s Last Frontier that is.
Pictures are from Lindal Cedar Homes.
