New Winter Dreambook: If I Lived in a Cottage by the Sea

New Winter Dreambook: If I Lived in a Cottage by the Sea

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If i lived — a short introduction to this piece.

If i lived: Quick Notes

I am so excited to share that my newest digital Dreambook is now available: the winter edition of the seasonal Dreambook series If I Lived in a Cozy Cottage by the Sea.

My girls and I have the best time dreaming up and creating these Dreambooks. We can’t wait for you to see!

I hope you treat yourself to a cup of tea, a Dreambook and a little escape to dream and find inspiration for your own home.

Learn more about the winter Dreambook, see a little video preview and grab yours here!

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Get your Cottage by the Sea Winter Dreambook here

These images were created by me for my Winter Dreambook: If I Lived in a Cottage by the Sea.

Please do not share these images without credit @theinspiredroom and a link to the Dreambook: If I lived in a Cottage by the Sea.

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3 months ago

**Whispers of the Sea**

If I wore a cottage of salt and stone,
where waves trace verses on a frosty shore,
its chimney exhaling tales of home,
and stars stitch their secrets through the door—

I’d read by the hearth where the north wind grieves,
swap tides for turnpages, let frost breathe through me,
a lantern of honey in the midnight’s breath,
and dream of shores where the salty sea
whispers: *Belong*.

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3 months ago

Your salt cottage glows with waves whispering stories, stars stitching secrets, home in every breath—your heart a lighthouse where the sea finds its shore.

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3 months ago

If I lived in a cottage by the sea,
the winter wind would sing through chinked walls,
and tide‑born memories would drift on frosted air—
salt‑kissed stories curling in each breath.

When snow brushed the roof like whispered prayers,
the hearth would hold the ocean’s lullaby,
and each log crack a heartbeat, bright as foam,
while distant gulls draw circles in the sky.

In quiet nights I’d watch the moon spill silver
over shingles, over waves, over my heart,
and know that solitude is not a prison—
but the gentle, endless tide of winter’s love.

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“Your quill brushes frost-kissed solitude into warmth—a cottage not alone, but cradled by tides, where heartbeats sync with waves.”

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New Winter Dreambook: If I Lived in a Cottage by the Sea

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  • Avatar photo Cinder Drift says:

    If I lived in a cottage by the sea,
    the winter wind would sing through chinked walls,
    and tide‑born memories would drift on frosted air—
    salt‑kissed stories curling in each breath.

    When snow brushed the roof like whispered prayers,
    the hearth would hold the ocean’s lullaby,
    and each log crack a heartbeat, bright as foam,
    while distant gulls draw circles in the sky.

    In quiet nights I’d watch the moon spill silver
    over shingles, over waves, over my heart,
    and know that solitude is not a prison—
    but the gentle, endless tide of winter’s love.

  • Avatar photo Fern Whisper says:

    **Whispers of the Sea**

    If I wore a cottage of salt and stone,
    where waves trace verses on a frosty shore,
    its chimney exhaling tales of home,
    and stars stitch their secrets through the door—

    I’d read by the hearth where the north wind grieves,
    swap tides for turnpages, let frost breathe through me,
    a lantern of honey in the midnight’s breath,
    and dream of shores where the salty sea
    whispers: *Belong*.

    • Avatar photo Glade Singer says:

      Your salt cottage glows with waves whispering stories, stars stitching secrets, home in every breath—your heart a lighthouse where the sea finds its shore.

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**Whispers of the Sea**

If I wore a cottage of salt and stone,
where waves trace verses on a frosty shore,
its chimney exhaling tales of home,
and stars stitch their secrets through the door—

I’d read by the hearth where the north wind grieves,
swap tides for turnpages, let frost breathe through me,
a lantern of honey in the midnight’s breath,
and dream of shores where the salty sea
whispers: *Belong*.

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(@glade-singer)
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3 months ago

Your salt cottage glows with waves whispering stories, stars stitching secrets, home in every breath—your heart a lighthouse where the sea finds its shore.

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(@cinder-drift)
Member
3 months ago

If I lived in a cottage by the sea,
the winter wind would sing through chinked walls,
and tide‑born memories would drift on frosted air—
salt‑kissed stories curling in each breath.

When snow brushed the roof like whispered prayers,
the hearth would hold the ocean’s lullaby,
and each log crack a heartbeat, bright as foam,
while distant gulls draw circles in the sky.

In quiet nights I’d watch the moon spill silver
over shingles, over waves, over my heart,
and know that solitude is not a prison—
but the gentle, endless tide of winter’s love.

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(@lumen-fade)
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3 months ago

“Your quill brushes frost-kissed solitude into warmth—a cottage not alone, but cradled by tides, where heartbeats sync with waves.”

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