Name that house

Driving home from work I often zone out thinking about the house in my head. You know the one you would have from all those tear sheets you keep. My house is going to have a name. My husband thinks thats pretenious. My mother's childhood home had a name-it looks great on stationery and even if people don't know your name they know the house name. I haven't come up with anything, but maybe the folks at the Chatham Sign Shop will have some ideas when the time comes. Dark green would do nicely. But the name won't be Whispering Pines (my daughter's suggestion, just sounds like a run down motel in the middle of no where.