I suppose, when I write Homestead you automatically think of a frontier type home. Sprawling hills, and farm animals. In my case, not so much. Homestead, is the door I walk through inside our second story condo. Away from the traffic and crowds that are near by. It's a warm and cozy feeling that envelops you the moment you step inside. The smell of cinnamon, lilac and lemons. Coffee brewing and something good on the stove. Home is where your heart is! Homestead is where your life fills with those things that you love. Family, pets, cozy pillows, candles. You can make any place a home if your heart is in it!
These are pics of the condo when we first moved in. Thought, I would share!
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