As you might imagine, I don't like to be bored. It's important to me to stay active and challenged, both physically and intellectually. But I'm also a creature of habit. I don't really embrace change with much enthusiasm, unless of course I'm the one to initiate it. Change forced upon me is a mixed bag. Sometimes it's okay, sometimes it's not.
A few weeks ago we noticed that our lovely rustic sign on the entrance gate to The Cottage at Struan Farm was cracked. In fact so cracked it needed to come off the gate before it fell off.
Oh dear! I have loved this little sign. It was rustic, on weathered wood, yet elegant, with the interesting lettered font and hand painted irises. I found it years ago by chance in a gift-y store in Papakura, when John and I were working on renovating the Cottage as our weekend retreat. That sign has welcomed family and guests to the Cottage for almost fifteen years now. It grew its own lichen like an old baton fence. It's been one of those little touches that has made The Cottage well, "The Cottage."
Now I have a challenge I'd prefer to do without: finding a replacement sign, or reasonable facsimile. Stay tuned. The Cottage cannot be without a sign for too long!
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