Funny the way home listings begin a dream process long before you ever come to
know a home in person.
Odd the way they please and let you down when you do finally put two feet inside the front door.
I am full of hope this one will not be one of those heartbreaking letdowns, but mindful that I can be hard to please. We are traveling back to Charleston this weekend to see this grand old girl. Keep your fingers crossed.
As a reminder, you can see homes like this and experience other wonderful southern things in Garden & Gun magazine (not having anything to do with guns at all) which is the giveaway this month. Enter here.
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If you get this place, I see loads of camellias in your future, both real and printed on chintz. And this is a very good thing.
I agree. Though I look at that yard and want to pass out. Not to mention my fear of its seven bathrooms. I mean, I might never be heard from again...
I have high hopes and much anxiety.
I agree with A.L., the garden designer in me is positively giddy with all of the options.
Love the lines of the old gal.
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