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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Yesterday the weather was so warm that my children played outside all afternoon, then treated themselves to homemade snow cones. I was able to begin painting a couple of things that I’m excited to finish.
The painting, however, will have to wait.
Today I’m sitting curled up on the couch in my husband’s favorite fleece blanket. It has been raining and snowing all day, and our world is slowly turning white. The temperatures have dropped significantly, and just looking outside makes me cold.
Although I know the precipitation is a blessing, I admit I prefer a different kind of white:
Remember my ranunculus from a couple of weeks ago?
They stayed fresh and gorgeous for over two weeks! They simply continued opening up, wider and wider and bigger and fuller. I am in awe of each perfect petal.
Now a couple of them are in my flower press, sure to bring a bit more happiness soon!
Upon opening the press (an old yard sale find) I discovered some forgotten wildflowers, evidence of a summer’s day gift from my little girls. The sight made me long for the carefree days of summer vacation.
For now, we’ll keep waiting while we watch the snowflakes fall…