The Creative hour

My ideal place. There is nothing I want more in this world then to live somewhere were it is warm every hour of every spectacular day. A place that i can call home, On a bay surrounded by clear turquoise water and soft white sand. Maybe even a huge three story almond house, with chocolate coloured pillars and massive white windows and a pointed brown roof to match. The top floor will be the master bedroom with its own bathroom and walk in closet. There would be a massive bay window in the room facing the ocean so you could soak up the beautiful view every day. The main floor would be where the kitchen will take your breath away with its stainless steel appliances and black granite counter tops. There would also be a living and dinning room with a 60' TV and a shocking surround sound system. The ground floor will be where all the kids and guest bedrooms are. Ensuring that everyone has there own personal space. Surrounding the ground floor will be beautiful green, golf course like grass for the Doberman pincher's and Boxers to play with the kids, running and chasing each other around the tall maroon two seated swing set. Just passed the grass will be my own personal beach filled with the clear, soft, sparking white sand. At least two large laid back lawn chairs spaced evenly across the sand and two hammocks hanging gently from the elegant, emerald green palm trees. Hitched to the dock descending from the beach floats the toys. A big amber and jet black speed boat, followed by two identical jet ski's.