This is my house
In Damascus, most of the old houses are similar.
The man in the video below is my Father. He used to clean the yard and do the maintenance of the house by his own hands like other old men do there. I talked about my Father in another post: Home is where the heart is.
I believe you know now the story behind my logo!
Such a gentle lifestyle. Thank You for sharing this; it must evoke many memories for you.
Thank you Carolyn for your kind words. Yes, a lot of memories. Life should be lived though.
Ouldnt see the video but beautiful heart(h) and home!
Thank you very much. I’m glad people are liking these about the world’s oldest city (or one of the oldest).
Welcome:)
Absolutely beautiful and serene!! These memories are always a treasure…
Hope one day Damascus will revive from all these and you will go back again.. 😊
Yes, memories are part of us. Thank you for the kind words. Amen, and all of you will be invited…
You are welcome Sir 😊
Your home is beautiful, Mohamad. I love the architectural designs and the garden.Thanks for sharing! 🙂
You’re most welcome and thank you too. This house (like most of the others there) is hundreds of years old. Many generations have lived in it. So, the designs are very old!
It’s my pleasure. I love those older houses, they have a lot of history and are very interestingly!
That’s true.. . Hopefully I’ll invite you all when things are settled there and they will definitely
What a lovely house. Thanks for giving us a peek inside.
I’m glad you like it. After all, it’s very similar to others in the old part of the city
I’ve always been fascinated by old buildings that are still being lived in and enjoyed, long after their original owners are gone. Sadly Australia is such a young country there’s little that truly /old/ here.
We used to make jokes about the ghosts of previous dead owners! Hehehe.
I met wonderful people from Australia. And people not stones are what matter at the end!
-grin- Not sure I believe in ghosts but…it’d be fun to see one.
And yes, you’re right, life is what matters. Always. 🙂