My husband is a romantic. He brings me flowers at least once a week and in the summer time its more. Sometimes he buys them at a shop, or a truck on the side of the road. In the wintertime, that is what he must resort to. But, for a romantic such as he...he much prefers picking wildflowers when he can or picking them in our garden or in a customers garden if he asks. He is most excited when he comes home dragging a big white bucket with a clump of Iris or some other plant that someone is dividing and looking for its new home. He is a plant rescuer of the finest kind. It is wintertime, although so very warm this winter...and for Valentines Day he brought me pink roses. He always seems like a boy coming to his sweetheart for the first time when he brings me flowers...it's one of the things I most love about him.
I am cleaning out drawers and cupboards in preparation for the new kitchen that is slowly taking shape here. I was digging and found this box. It was an old Valentine Box that emma saved all these years. In the box are all the candles for all the birthday cakes that we have ever had here in this house! I knew they were there. Between emma and I, one of us gets a fistful of candles into that box after a party because we cannot bare to part with them. It's as if we can save up all of the wishes from all of the years and keep them safe and sound tucked inside that box. I was alone when I found it and it brought such a smile and then happy and some sad tears. Happy for all of the love. Some sadness at noticing the years going by...
And...then I found these....
These are the candles from Emma's very first birthday cake...and the next two years to follow. A mama's heart leaps when she can hold in her very hands and put to her own lips...the whisper of baby breath on those sweet wee candles from 24 years ago...somewhere around here is the little silver candle holder from a waldorf fair that we bought for that very first candle to go into.
Do you remember all those years you've travelled...? Have any of your wishes come true...?
Storyteller overlooks Paperwhites.
Fabric postcard from heathersmeding.
Snow is predicted for tomorrow. I'm not complaining. We haven't had any snow whatsoever this winter yet...snow will be pretty to shuffle through. I got a little lost here today...thanks to Holly on Decor8. It's been a year since I took her BloggingYourWay e- course. If you want fresh ideas for your blog I highly recommend it.
It's crazy. A hurricane is headed to the Northeast. Unfortunately, what we are doing will probably be impacted by this rain headed our way. What we are doing, is not what they recommend when a hurricane is on the way to your neighborhood. Remember I told you that we are putting in a new kitchen? Well, we found a few extra problems during this process...and this is what we are doing now! Well, not me, but, Randy. Having a carpenter in the family certainly has its benefits. Getting your work done on your home, in a timely matter...this is not one of them.
There is Maude...watching.
We debated about putting a metal roof on. There are definite pluses to putting one on. Long life is a serious plus when you're in mid-life. Another would be rain water catchment. A third is it's a bit cheaper than wood shingles. Lastly, it's mostly easier and quicker than a wood shingled roof. We couldn't put this off any longer. The signs were there...water leaking. More signs...water pouring in last week during a huge rain storm. So, a wood shingled roof it is. We can put it up piecemeal. Of course we love the fairytale look of a wood shingled roof. At this moment actually a wood shingled roof is pretty much the same cost as asphalt as well. The difference for us is that the resident carpenter can put this up himself. Having someone put a wood shingled roof on your house would cost a huge amount of money otherwise.
Next, we need to paint this old house. I'm glad we live in a small house.
So, there was a Royal wedding today in Britain. I"m posting this photo of a vintage wedding dress that I just sold in my Etsy shop Poetry of Objects. I have been quiet here for about a week. I am just navigating the healthcare system with this injury of mine. I haven't felt like posting. Things are not much better for me. It's been a great time setting up and working on my Etsy shop though. My family has been so helpful to me with the bricks and mortar shop in woodstock as well as getting all the shipping out for the Etsy shop. I am grateful for my online and in person friends and all of their efforts in keeping me going during this crisis. Thank you to all of you. Those of you that know me know I don't follow trends or popular culture in any way. So...this old dress is a reminder that we don't have to spend millions and millions on weddings and making a committment to one another...love is all we need.
Joan Gould's book Spinning Straw Into Gold: Why Fairy Tales Reveal About The Transformations In A Woman's Life is one of the books on mybedside table. This book brings to the surface the hidden meanings of fairytales and myths, and illuminates what they can tell you about the stages in your own life. This book is full of archetypal figures known to us all.