Come to Portugal.
In the country…
between the sand and the water …to a simple white washed fisherman’s hut.
Hand-thatched roof...like a shaggy cut 7 year old's bangs...Pallet board patios.
Fringed in Pine trees.
awww. Come join me. Won't cost you a dime
promise.
A thatch roof shelters the outdoor dining room from the sun
who needs much else?
Chinese paper lanterns illuminate
a simple, intimate room
unadorned.
it's what's for dinner.
Peruvian cloth covered pillows.
Yarn wound sticks.
Paintings, beautiful in their lonesomeness
…it pulls you in
. The kitchen is useful.
Punctuated by colorful enamelware plates and old tins.
it’s happy in it’s simplicity
happy happy joy joy
At the end of the terrace a true outdoor room... surrounded in mosquito netting.
Allowing you to sleep in the open air.
surrounded by fresh…wild.
whoa!
I dunno.
I’m lovin’ the whole vibe.
You?
images: Marie-claire maison
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