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September has come, it is hers
Whose vitality leaps in the autumn,
Whose nature prefers
Trees without leaves and a fire in the fireplace.
~Louis MacNeice, from Autumn Journal
I do confess I love the "ber" months most of all the months of the year. Not too hot. Not too cold. They are just right. You can sit out on the porch without feeling uncomfortable. You can sleep at night in a room that is just cool enough. I love the colors of the "ber" months. All golden and orange, yellow, amber . . . they glow. It is my favorite time of year. I am just a girl who love LOVES the autumn months.
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My niece is on her way back to Ontario today. We have really enjoyed her visit. I had a very pleasant afternoon with her yesterday afternoon before we went to my sister's for dinner. It is so nice to have a niece that values time with her old Aunties and seems to enjoy our company. I think she is in love with Nova Scotia and were it not for the disparities in pay between here and where she lives, she would seriously consider moving here. I don't think it is a place for young people to thrive however.
But it is a lovely place to visit.
I bought a new book this week. I am a person who loves the Word of God and I love to study the word of God. I also love flowers. I do confess that the cover of this book is what first attracted me to it and made me want to see more.
As you know I do love beautiful things. If I can combine two of my great loves and beautiful things so much the better. inspiration for your weary soul from the flowers of the field through thirty gospel focused meditations covering five ways of the wildflower: Dependency, Freedom, Resilience, Unhurriedness, and Belovedness.
Hand painted botanicals . . . I am in love and I only just got the book yesterday. I haven't even started to really read it yet. I can't wait to get stuck in to it.
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"Fall in love with your life. Wake up early,
buy your favorite coffee, go for walks,
eat good food,
wear what makes you feel confident.
Listen to your favorite music. Purposefully create
these small moments that make you
fall in love with your life."
~Unknown
I am learning how to love my life. Most of my life has been given in the care of others. I've spent very little time indulging myself or my own needs or wants. I have decided (and I wish I had come to this conclusion much earlier in life) that I am dedicating the rest of my life towards falling in love with it. Irrevocably. Unconditionally, and with all of me. I am going to indulge myself in the things I love most. My family. My faith. My talents. My home. I am going to fill my life with light and music and love. There is a part of me that things I am being selfish in wanting this . . . I am trying not to give into that part of me. I am worth being happy and being in love with my life. It is not selfish to indulge in your dreams before it is too late . . . it is self-care. You cannot give from an empty cup. I am going to fill my own cup too.
It's like . . . order the darned butter tarts. Life is too short. And when they arrive on your doorstep. Enjoy them without guilt.
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"ordinary things.
i am in love with the ordinary things of
life. fresh air. acts of kindness. old soul
conversations. watching things grow.
listening to the rain as it empties
its heart towards earth. remembering
the times i ran through it. unafraid.
spontaneous. freedom-filled. i find pure
joy in the joy of others. i am drunk on
simplicity. and nostalgia. and old
thrift shops run by volunteers who just
want to change the world one human
at a time. i greet the morning with
eyes that still have the remnants of pain
but will see their way through it. i am
determined to create something
beautiful every day. whether art. or
peace. or a path for those who are
lacking in light. i wish for nothing
more than soft hands filled with giving.
this is where i find my rest."
~ullie kaye
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It is so easy to wake up from routine,
to turn living into a habit, and then find yourself drifting,
never really here.
But the world is endless and all you have to do is step outside and
there it is: the endless possibility of every single day. There is still so much to do.
Still so many versions of yourself you could be.
I'll be chasing horizons for the rest of my life.
~Charlotte Eriksson
Cozy romance is …
… long cotton nightgowns and pashmina scarves draped around my shoulders.
… going to bed by candlelight and waking up to birdsong.
… the sound of rain on the roof and the way it makes ripples in the birdbath.
… sitting down at my desk to write while candles flicker and crackle and
I escape into worlds of my own making.
… going for long walks and stopping to peruse the wild strawberries and
milkweed clusters.
… undone hair and no makeup and bare feet against warm grass.
… snowflakes settling on my eyelashes and laughing as they melt against my cheeks.
… driving out to the hidden beach with cold apple cider and a
picnic blanket to watch the sun set.
… snow storms and reading poetry by firelight and curling up on the couch until well into the night.
… watching the lilacs bud in the spring, staying out late on the porch in the summer, witnessing
the leaves change colors in the fall, and building things from snow in the winter.
… Watching shows like the Gilmore Girls with someone you value, laughing and
crying together over freshly baked treats and warm tea.
… having no plans and wandering the house like a Victorian ghost.
… building a life together with people I love and crafting relationships that will
last forever.
… staying mindful, living in the present, and being thankful for the things I have.
… feeling the morning air fill my lungs, and, as Mary Oliver once said, realizing that
“It is a serious thing, just to be alive on this fresh morning in the broken world.”
When the darkness starts creeping in, when the woes and cares and worry begin to take
hold, I look around me for ways to create my own happiness, my own cozy romance. We are in
charge of creating our own joy, our own comfort. I believe that is one of the deepest forms of
everyday magic, the power that we hold to conjure up our own ordinary and turn it into
something extraordinary.
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“The majority of us lead quiet, unheralded lives as we pass through this world. There will most likely be no ticker-tape parades for us, no monuments created in our honor. But that does not lessen our possible impact, for there are scores of people waiting for someone just like us to come along; people who will appreciate our compassion, our unique talents. Someone who will live a happier life merely because we took the time to share what we had to give. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have a potential to turn a life around. It’s overwhelming to consider the continuous opportunities there are to make our love felt.”
~Leo Buscaglia
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“I think every thing in life
is art. What you do. How
you dress. The way you
love someone, and how you
talk. Your smile and your
personality. What you believe
in, and all your dreams. The
way you drink your tea. How
you decorate your home. Or
party. Your grocery list. The
food you make. How your
writing looks. And the way
you feel. Life is art."
~helena bonham carter
And the world is our canvas. What a wonderful thought. I hope you don't mind that I have shared some fanciful thoughts with you this morning. Some days are just like that. I feel fanciful. Today I will be here at home, romancing the ordinary. Waiting for the butter tarts to arrive. Going out to supper with Dad and Cindy, Hazel and Eileen. I might drag out the vacuum cleaner a bit later on. I woke up to a cat fight about 5:30 this morning and there are a few tufts of hair to get rid of. Nutmeg gets very aggressive at times. I am not sure what to do about it. I think he was annoyed because I wasn't getting up. I got up early to go to the loo and I could hear him meowing, willing me to get up. I did not. I went back to bed, only to wake up about 15 minutes later to . . . that. And yet at times he can be so sweet.
A thought to carry with you . . .
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*Make every day life
beautiful and special in every way.
Elevate even the most
mundane parts of your day and
celebrate them for the gifts that they are.
In the kitchen today . . . Comfort Spaghetti. Easy, simple and delicious. Comforting.
Have a beautiful day everyone. Be blessed. Don't forget . . .
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