Little House on the Prairie Fantasy

 

        Writer’s block wakes up all sorts of thinking that often represents the real me and even the real longings of my heart.

        Why would Little House on the Prairie trigger such a heart fantasy? 

        Because deep down inside there is a part of me that wants to:

*  find a small piece of land somewhere

*  build a small frame house on this land

*  walk to a creek on this land and sit and stick my hands and feet into the water

*  go to town and stock up on monthly supplies

*  stock a pantry with staples like flour and sugar and shortening and salt without fear of falling off some diet wagon

*  work physically on this land until my neck sweats

*  sit on the porch of my little house ,and when I am not reading books that I got when I went to town and stocked up, I will shell peas 

*  use chipped floral china, have white scratchy clean sheets (from hanging on the line to dry), and place wildflowers in a jelly jar on my old kitchen table 

and

*  write letters using a fountain pen.