This past week we had a “snow storm” which ended up being virtually no snow at all. I was bundled up inside, awaiting the storm that was supposed to be hurled at us, and watching the window which showed a serious lack of snow fall. I had plans on this particular day to go somewhere that was outside, and the forecast had made me reschedule. On the news, New York and Washington D.C. were getting slammed with the storm, and I waited in my blanket for something that never came. If we had gotten the storm at the magnitude that they predicted, it would have been a major case of déjà vu. If you’ve been keeping track, New England has gotten four nor’easters in just three weeks.
It didn’t matter much to me though, because I spent a lovely day inside appreciating the little joys that exist around my home.
Sometimes I look online and see very minimal spaces, and I admire those greatly. Minimalism and mindfulness go hand-in-hand, and I want to practice those things to the best of my ability. But to be honest, I collect a lot of things. They are things that make me happy and add character to my space. I don’t think there’s any use in hiding these things, even if you want a good picture, because they are more interesting than plain, blank space sometimes.
It’s been hard to embrace one style. This is the problem I’ve had my whole life. I loved everything so much, I wanted to wear/decorate/be all of it. I can say though that it is very comforting to really decide what sorts of things I enjoy style-wise and then focus on those to create a comfortable and still eclectic space. That usually means a combination of books, vintage and antique details, rustic pieces like wood, and lots of plants.
After enjoying these little parts of my space, I thought it would be nice to put them up on my blog. It’s wonderful to spend a day inside, being grateful for the things that I already have.
And now, what I imagine is also a snippet about what to do when bored (perhaps on a not-so-snowy snow day), a quote from a classic:
“Walk, talk, pull the dead petals from a rose, or fall asleep.”
— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works, “How to Read a Book,”