Spring Bouquet

We’ve had some cheerful flowers in the kitchen this week, a reminder of our Easter celebration.


Naturally I had to take some pictures.


I find myself doing this for two reasons:


One, to preserve the beauty, capture the memory, remind myself how much I have to appreciate.


Two, to practice using my camera.


Shallow depth of field and aperture is something that really fascinates me, and flowers are a fun subject to learn on.


They sit still much longer than my children do.


This little exercise also helps me look more closely at my flowers.


I always walk away marveling.


Did you know that fresh flowers in a home really do make people feel better?  Did you know that people who buy flowers for themselves tend to be happier?


It certainly works for me!  Food for the soul…

Hope your weekend has been lovely!

Hopeful Homemaker

Bummer

My oldest loves to ride his longboard (skateboard) with his buddies.  Just last week two of his uncles kindly made a video of him riding.  Today while he was riding he somehow broke AND dislocated one of his fingers.

Ouch.

An otherwise fun day (and spring break) ended with this:


We’ll be seeing a hand specialist to be certain it’s healing properly, and hopefully no surgery will be necessary.    Meanwhile, school will be tough next week with his right hand out of commission.  Especially band.  You can’t play the clarinet with one hand.  Poor guy.  I feel so bad for him.


He’s being a good sport about it.  Nights like this make you thankful for so many things that you don’t usually remember to be thankful for.  Life is interesting!

Hope your fingers are all intact!:)

Hopeful Homemaker

Writing Spot

I’ve got a lovely vintage roll-top desk in my bedroom that I’ve never really used.


I decided to spruce up this little spot so I will actually sit down and use it more often.  In addition to cleaning out the contents I replaced the mirrors that were above the desk with a smaller mirror and one of my favorite vintage pieces.

Several years ago I found a 1911 German postcard.  It’s a painting of a shepherdess standing slightly apart from her flock.


The postcard spoke to me.  Somehow it was the visual representation of how I feel sometimes when I need to gather myself before I can face my children and be the mother we all need me to be.   It reminds me that this gathering of my heart, mind and spirit is appropriate and needful.  I really love this tiny postcard.

A few months later I found an amazing vintage picture frame.  It is the perfect match for my postcard.


It now rests on my writing desk, a visual reminder that pausing to write will be good for my soul.  Whether it’s a note, a thought, or an entry in a journal, writing always clears my mind and helps me find a better perspective.


A small diamond shaped vintage frame, numbered spice jars and a set of candlesticks to catch the light complete the space.  I also brought in a different chair which blends better with its surroundings.


Not only do I love each of the items in this spot, but I also love the shades of white against the aqua walls of our bedroom.  Instead of being something I merely walk past several times a day, this vignette now catches my eye and cheers my heart.  It’s also encouraged me to write more notes and letters, one thing I’m striving to improve this year.


I always feel so good when I can move things around a little bit and fall in love all over again with things I already have.

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