Sometimes it starts with a bathroom, this thing I call a “house crush.” It can begin with any room or detail or color that catches my attention, really. This bathroom, the old sink, the old copper faucet, the simple pine shelf over potty (we still call it in our house) are so unassuming and so perfect.
One can only assume that when a bathroom is so becoming then the rest of the house, the rooms that connect from to the other, must also have some very pretty details that I’m hungry to see.
Lately I’ve been having trouble blogging.
Or is it focusing? Or is it lack of time? Or is it just summertime?
One of my favorite things to ask others is, “What are you reading?” One, because it tells me about the person and two, because I’m always looking for new books to devour. I’m a serial reader in that I like to have many going at the same time. Here’s what I’m currently reading (or have read recently).
Spring must be in the air….because I’m front door dreaming. Before I get the urge to clean up and make our back patio cozy, I always feel compelled to paint the front door.
It started about eight years ago when
I hesitate on my post title, because I think, “does anyone really care?” Yes, I know people care. People care too much. Not about what I am saying, but they care too much about what everyone is saying. I care too much about what you and them and they are saying. And the problem is that everyone is saying something all of the time. And with an election going on, one like we’ve never seen before, opinions and over-sharing is at an all time high.
I’m not here to talk politics. Except to tell you this is the first election where I’ve been very unsure of who to vote for. I’ve always, with ease, picked a politician in the past and stood by a particular party. Not being sure is on my mind.