THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH

Okay, the title should really read, "The Fountain of My Youth", but that didn't sound as alluring.  The real fountain of youth is in St. Augustine, Florida, Ponce De Leon discovered it, remember him?  But as usual I digress.  Where I live there are supposedly 23 major fountains and innumerable non-major fountains (meaning in residents homes).  I have always dreamed of having a large Spanish style fountain, with aqua tiles, sparkling water and fuchsia Bougainvillea growing wild around it.  In fact, I always dreamed of a Spanish style house, my very favorite. I love the curved archways, tiled floors or dark, large plank wood floors, beamed ceilings, wrought iron staircases and light--lot's of light.  I don't think I will be finding a Spanish style house in North Carolina. I know I will have to forgo the architectural style I covet, but I am already scheming of ways to bring some of my favorite parts of the City of Angels into my new home. I have been researching my 'zone' for gardening and have made insane demands on which way this future house is to face in order to get the best light.  I noticed in the area we were looking that the lawns were green and overgrown. I have plans for our future home to grow large walls of shrub so we won't need a lawn, bring in Bocce ball gravel with a tinkling fountain of course.  This is all just dreaming out loud, the place we end up may not even allow any of this crazy talk, but a girl can dream right?

P.S. We just started watching Arrested Development on Netflix.  I don't think I have ever continuously laughed out loud at a TV show in my life.  I have a major crush on Jason Bateman now, I am a sucker for gapped teeth. If you need a laugh, I highly recommend it.