The Wonders of France - My dream Home

Few days ago my husband and I visited a beautiful building. Well not exactly a building, more like what’s left of it. I fell in love with the ruins as I saw them for first time.
The property is not for sale and I don’t even know where the owners of these magnificent ruins are, but one thing for sure if I would ever win euro – millions I would definitely find the owners and purchase the building.
As I came near the gate and attempted to open it, I was greeted by two donkeys. They were kind of nice, as I have nothing against donkeys. The gate itself didn’t have a lock, but it wouldn’t open for some reason!


After stepping around by the front gate for few moments, and looking at it very well I decided to walk to the side and see what happens.
The gate is old and rusty, beautifully decorated, though not many of those decorations have stayed intact to these days. I looked at the main building, there was no roof, just walls and few windows left. I couldn’t understand why the owners of such a beautiful house would leave it to be destroyed by nature.

I looked at the entrance that continued all the way from the gate. It divided the garden into two parts. Now it was overgrown by the plants that were looked after carefully long time ago, but still it took my breath away.
I walked a little more to the side; I noticed the shed which - if I understood all the signs - correctly is being used. It had some for of tools in it by I couldn’t recall them.
I continued walking and after few more steps I found a side road running by the property; I went there just to see if I can found out more.
First of all I found a beautiful window, it looked old and tired but the roughness of it was some kind of beautiful, I stopped there for a while trying to look through the window in vain.

Then I found another gate, it was wooden and falling off. I approached it carefully and looked through the gaps, I saw very little and was disappointed, and I was stung by some kind of weed which didn’t please me either – all that suffer in vain.
A little more ahead I found another window it was my eye level and I could look into it without hurting myself. The shutters – if they ever were here were fallen off long time ago. I could see that I was looking into a hallway. I had at least two doors in front of me and above the window there was an old staircase.
I closed my eyes and “refreshed” the appearance of the house in my mind. I could see all the details, and feel the presence of the people that lived there before.
I looked up, to find out where the staircase was taking the visitor to. My research was awarded, I found a balcony. It probably was a luxurious relaxing area back then and now it is too dangerous to visit it. I looked to my left and realized it was the end of my adventure, there were no more buildings.
My curiosity still made me walk and see if there is anything behind the house, when I found the third gate. It wasn’t as beautiful as the front gate, but it was old metal gate with some sort of decorations on it. Unfortunately it was chained. I lifted my camera up into the air to try to photograph the beautiful garden that was behind the gate, it was silly and risky but I still did it.

After looking around a little more I walked back to the car where my husband was waiting. I sat into the passenger’s seat and said:
- The old me in old army boots and blue jeans would’ve climbed over the fence into that green garden, rushed to the main building; visited the living room, or the space where it is supposed to be, then rushed to hall and taken the risk of climbing those stairs to see the view from the balcony – but I am a lady now.
I wasn’t disappointed, as I am writing this I am thinking of taking a bath and then going to fix my garden fence. I know even if I learned to walk in high heels and adore the wide skirts with petticoats, there is still a boy inside of me, that will wake up to do things that my husband is not able of doing. I am a woman, a lady – not a boyish looking hitch-hiker – no more; it’s just someone’s got to fix the fence…