Dreaming .. A Cottage in the Country

Ever since my first trip to London, so many years ago, I have dreamt of living in a Mews. I would live in another sort of home if we were to live in London, but a Mews would be my dream.
But every time I think about moving again, from an apartment in a big city, my thoughts drift towards houses, cottages, little homes where there are lots of big trees and views. Gardens and sky to see from the windows.
A fireplace is a priority. No winter in the Northeast is bearable without a fireplace. The bigger the better. Actually, a fireplace in a home Anywhere is good.
A stone house on a country road ?
Or on a hill, overlooking ones own lake, with gardens and privacy and definitely no taxis honking outside and probably never a traffic jam outside.. unless there are geese on the lake .
A house with a view. Sky is good, trees are good, as far as you can see is a dream.
A cottage is all we need, The Husband, Pup and I. With lavender lining the walk to the door.

I am pretty sure that unless a perfect flat in London becomes available or a lovely small place in Paris pops up, New York State will have have something that we can all agree on. I have to remember to ask Pup if he wants his own room or not. Somehow I think it will be Not ..

images courtesy of The New York Times