Author: jennifer

Beach Porch

Decorating

Remember the over-sized sand dollar I mentioned earlier this week?  And the beach house I dream of decorating?

Well, in that house I would most definitely include a porch that looks like this:


That blue packing crate is absolutely amazing!  And the pillows, well, I’d like to spend an afternoon there.  The pink stripe and blue and white zebra prints are my favorites.  I’m sure the sand dollar could be incorporated easily.

It’s been sunny for two days in a row here.  I’m praying it holds.  After all the gray we’ve had  I can’t get enough of color.

Pictures found on designer Jane Coslick’s blog .  Go see more of this adorable house!

HH

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A Moment’s Pause

Musings on Life and Beauty



I sat in the living room listening to my daughter practice her violin.  My youngest wandered in, curious about the violin and wanting to be near her big sister.


Something about the sight tugged at my heart.  My life is noisy, busy, often messy and chaotic.  There is a lot of action, a lot of people going all kinds of directions.  But there are also moments like this.  Moments of beauty, stillness and peace.


Moments when the purity and goodness of children fills my heart with reassurance and hope.  When the sweetness of my little one testifies of the potential we each have.


Moments when I appreciate the beauty and depth each person adds to our family.


It was only a moment.  But it was perfect.

I love being a mother.

Hopeful Homemaker

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Mmmm…

Breads and Rolls



French bread loaves cooling on my kitchen counter.  Is there anything more wonderful?


I tried a new recipe yesterday.  Crispy on the outside, soft and chewy on the inside, this bread was perfect.  It took a long time but was worth the wait.    I’ll be making more today, it’s that good  (and I promise to share the recipe after I master it).


The recipe said to let the bread cool completely before slicing.  I tried.  Really I did.  And then I thought to myself, “What good is a loaf of bread that isn’t fabulous when it’s still warm?”  So I tore a piece off, it’s heat warming my fingers as steam rose from the center of the loaf.  Don’t worry, it’s fabulous warm, and therefore a keeper.  I was grateful at that moment for a large hungry family to share with, else I would have eaten too much.


As I tore pieces of the loaf to share with each member of my family, a reverent feeling crept into my heart.  The words “making home” came to mind.  That is what I’m doing.  It is such a privilege.

Hopeful Homemaker

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