I had to take this picture quickly for a new topic image on the blog. It will be at a much smaller scale, the same size as the topic images I already have on the left, so I’m confident no one will notice that I took this with my lens fully extended or whatever it’s called when you pull all the way out versus zooming in. At this size, you can see doing that made the top rail of my board and batten appear curved. Oh well. Deadlines are deadlines and this image had to work.
The pictures in the basket used to be in my hallway. I took them down when we repainted, and I have yet to hang them. They’ve been piled in there ever since, waiting for me to gain the confidence to knock nails in the wall. Secretly? The silhouette is my favorite part of the picture. It looks styled, but it’s not. Until I uploaded this picture, one I took in a panic, I never noticed how quaint this little corner of our home looks. Truly, it’s my favorite part of the house. I walk by that stack of books several times a day and get so much comfort, probably because books have always and forever been my faithful companions. Those who don’t exactly fit the mold in real life can usually find a kindred spirit in the pages of a good book. I’m sure many of you understand. Birds of a feather and all that jazz.
I was happy to know that an area of my home that makes me feel good also happens to look good. As funny as this sounds, I had no idea it looked so sweet. In my mind, I thought I was taking a picture of a jumble of books and pictures. Instead, I captured comfort, familiarity, and family. There is your proof that there is beauty everywhere around you. No need to fluff pillows on the regular, I say. Odds are, if you fill your home with things you love, it will be beautiful.
Hmmm. I’ve just prattled on for three paragraphs about how pretty this unstyled area of my home is, and perhaps you think it looks like a big pile of scraps! Don’t tell me if you do. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but I’m susceptible. ;)
When I did my first post on an unstyled home, I wasn’t expecting the response I received. Quite a few of you went and grabbed your cameras and started clicking around the house and office, looking for unstyled† beauty. It was fun visiting everyone’s blogs and taking a peek into your lives. I saw lots of toys in hallways, and I have to say, they never looked so good. Since then, I’ve been thinking it might be fun to share our pictures here on Fridays, the day I originally took my unstyled pictures. You can share a link in the comments to images of your own unstyled life and we can all sit back and relax, using our pictures to shake off the sometimes not-so-great feeling we perfectionists pick up from the media, both online and off.
That’s what I wanted to do. But I didn’t. I started worrying that maybe it was a stupid idea or that people wouldn’t participate. I decided today, just now, that I didn’t care about the relative success of one of my ever growing list of endeavors. My concerns, and I will always have concerns about something, prevented me from taking a minute to regularly appreciate my environment. That’s a shame, don’t you think? (And so very indicative of how important it is for my own growth that I do this.) So. Fridays. We’ll synchronize our watches and post together. Or not. I’ll be here for sure.
And, hey, if I know that I will be taking weekly photos, maybe I will be more motivated to put away the laundry.
(I didn’t give you much time to post, this being a last minute decision and all, but if you would like to play along, the comments are wide open.)