The Love of Little Cottages

Between my grandfather's death and my grandmother's sorting through her own things these past two years, I've somehow come into possession of what seems to be the only remaining photo of my maternal great-grandparents' house in New York.  A little Aunt Laurie is the girl standing in the front here.  It is a cottage!  Be still my heart!  ♥  When Mom saw my reaction as I thumbed through the pile of old pictures this was in, she said, "Well, I've told you about it before.  You knew they lived in a little house"--with an implied "???" at the end of her words.  And yes, I had, but there are little houses and there are cottages.  It's like her grandparents lived in a backyard playhouse.  How sweet is this!  ♥  We all come by our love of little homes honestly in this family, then.  :)