Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things.
Last week I walked around my home and marveled at all the everyday beauty I miss. When you read a lot of blogs, especially design blogs, you become accustomed to seeing perfect homes. It’s easy to get into the trap of thinking your home should look just as styled. Now I know a home will look just as pretty–more pretty–when it isn’t styled. You just have to look a little harder to see it.
They aren’t just shoes I’ve been meaning to put away for days. They are a symbol of my life right now. Active, casual, comfortable. And holy moly, you should see Nico’s little feet in these shoes without socks. It’s pure Miami Vice chic.
I took this picture because I thought it was funny the way the cows look like they are hiding from the army men.
We spent our days at swimming lessons for most of July. I forgot to put away the bag, and then I used it to carry an inflatable pool and and bath spout I’m going to hand down to my niece. That was last week. It’s still there. (The flip-flops I eventually put away.)
I try to keep fresh flowers in the house, along with potted plants. It looks homier, I think.
In the afternoon light, the inside of an eggshell will turn the softest of pinks.
And baking is just fun. Maybe not the clean up.
That is just some of the beauty I saw. Everyday I see more.
(These pictures are take them as you see them. Finding the beauty in my own home would be no fun if I had to stop and arrange the flip-flops ‘just so,’ or pull down the window shade so the background wasn’t over-exposed in the picture. I bet a couple of these pictures become some of my very favorites 20 or so years from now not because they are perfect, but because I remember the sense of appreciation I had for everything in my life when I took them.)