Hello to all of you. Hope this finds you all well and safe.
Welcome to Wednesday, and what looks like another lovely and hot day. It is lovely out this morning, and boy oh boy, what a sunrise we had. It was so beautiful. Always a promise from God in my opinion. I have been out and fed everyone, had my quiet time, washed my head, washed the kitty dishes and now it is time to write and reflect.
Yesterday got pretty warm out. I did go out after the dew dried and did yard work. It was hot and I kept hydrated. It has felt good to get outside some and work after the past week or so. It was way too oppressive with heat and then the rains - just stayed inside a lot.
Home sweet home, is the place I love to be. The place I have memories. The place I live with my kitties. The place that holds pieces of the past - both things and memories. The place my heart and soul feel at peace.
What makes HOME to you? Is it the people? The things? The memories?
I love old things, things that have some meaning and belonged to people I loved. I keep those things close. I love my pictures and have many on shelves and I have a gallery wall as well. I can see those people (here and gone) every day and even walk by sometimes and say hello or I love you. I often just touch a picture - kind of a connection for me.
My grandparent's old books - things they held and read. Mom's cookbook and baking items she used all her life. Daddies old books, that are still teaching me things. Glen's tools, that I still use.
I am surrounded with things I use and love. That and the people in my life is what makes a home for me.
I don't need new, I don't need fashionable or fancy, I don't need the latest and greatest, I just need the things that were loved by others and passed on to me.
Tell us what HOME is to you. I can almost bet I know many of the answers.
Have a beautiful and fruitful day. Blessings to you all.
Make someone smile today!!!!
I am surrounded by old things too, furniture, books, china. I much prefer them to what I see in stores. Books especially. The library is full of things I don't want to read! ;) Some of these things are family but some are simply older things I bought over the years.
ReplyDeleteIt's one of the hard parts of downsizing or weeding the house. How can I get rid of this, it belonged to Nana and I love it! These are things that make a house into a home, full of memories and shadows of people long gone.
MaryB
Boy did you nail it with that question. That is so much my problem. Stuff I purchased, is one thing - but the things from my ancestors is another. I know they are just things - but they do hold special memories. They held them, they touched them and used them. I am with you on this.
DeleteI am home. It felt so great to walk into my house last night. I loved my trip, saw most everything I planned and was proud of myself for going on my own terms. But there is no place like home. (Travel is nice but flying is SO stressful with crowds, delays, cancellations and worry about missed connections.)
ReplyDeleteUnlike many, sadly I have no close family left. Home to me is the house where I grew up with furniture that has a history with me or my family. There is the coffee table mom bought at the flea market for $3 and refinished and the other coffee table (in what I call the “family room”) that I purchased for $5 at an Virginia auction where a co-worker was the auctioneer. Almost every piece has a story. My grandmother’s piano, the bookcase my dad built out of an old TV cabinet, the cat castle (keeping for when I have another cat) that a neighbor helped me rescue from the trash. I have almost nothing new except appliances. If I lost it all, I’d still have the memories and that would be OK. Barbara M.
So glad you are home and that you have a very memorable experience. Good for you doing it your way!
Delete"Almost every piece has a story". I like that. That is the special part and the HOME part.
We can have memories in our head - but I sure do love seeing them as well.
Home has always been my sanctuary. My safe place away from the rest of the world. I like my home to be clean, cozy and comfortable. I do have a number of things from family that I will always treasure and like you sometimes when I walk by a photo, I have to touch it. The kitchen/dining room table has always been THE spot throughout my life. My parents, grandparents, everyone always ate at the table, had conversations good, bad, happy and sad at the table and I've continued that tradition. It is definitely the heart of our home.
ReplyDelete"My safe place" - indeed. There's no place like home! I like cozy and comfortable as well - sure don't want to live in a museum of sorts. You can put your feet up here, pull a book off the shelf and just snuggle up. Funny how families have always migrated around the kitchen. Food and family and friends - what memories are made of.
DeleteCheryl, what a great prompt. Designer Nate Berkus said your home should rise up to greet you. And source unknown, create a home that you don't have to take a vacation from. My home is my sanctuary where I can regroup & recharge, decorated with a mix of old & new (to me). And an original from me - thank you for my home in the hills, the home in my heart, and the people who lead me there.
ReplyDeleteI agree with that - it should rise up to greet you. Maybe that is why I don't have the desire to travel much - I am complete right here. I love everything you have said here - it is all true. Your last sentence is golden!
DeleteThis is such a cozy post! The poster says it all...pinned to my Quotes board in Pinterest. Love the 80's geese! Have you seen the movement back to '80's decor? Some folks have the originals, didn't jump on the trend bandwagon. Like you, I love meaningful things in my home. Wouldn't do well as a minimalist. I have my mom's monogrammed compact on my dressing table. It is worn but I won't try to repair the finish. I prefer old furniture versus new with a factory finish. I don't mean to sound crass, but will you have a memento of your sister? I have a couple things from two of my brothers but not the oldest one.
ReplyDeleteIt was nice when I went out to pick raspberries early this morning. The Farmer got nine huge blackberries once he discovered they hide under the leaves. His vines are loaded so we can freeze some for winter. I still can't get over how loaded your grapevines are. We have cucumbers coming out the ears so I'm going to look up a refrigerator pickle recipe. Didn't you post one?
Going out to use the chipper/shredder to go through the bagged branches Erin brought to us. Lots of mulch!
Home is my lovely old inherited things, new is not fascinating.
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