Comforts

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I had plans today. Ones that involved cleaning out and sorting allthestuff in the garage, that would make space to create and work on some of the projects in my head.

Buuuut, no. I got gastro instead, and have spent the day on the couch, very close to the required amenities, with this view

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At least I can see blue skies and sunshine.

Instead of getting the job done that I’d planned and set aside the day for, I’ve read books, played games with the youngest boy, put some of the inside of my head on paper, drank cups of bone broth and peppermint tea, and counted my blessings of the comforts of home when I’m not feeling my best.

That’s the way life goes sometimes, and I love that at times like this, home wraps itself around me like a big, soft blanket.

What are your home comforts?

Thank God I’m a country girl

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I live in rural South Australia, a town of about 27,000, a city by definition, but where within 10 minutes of driving, I see this:

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Without fail, when I’m outside in the beautiful landscape that God has created here, be it farm land, the bush , the river or the ocean (all within 30 minutes from my front door), I know peace and a stilling of my soul.

I love where I live.

Where is ‘that place’ for you?

Lines and loops

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I’ve had art projects for my home captured in my head for years, and I haven’t done anything about bringing them to life.

Tonight, I put pen to paper and started working on creating one of my visions. Tucked up on the couch in between checking on the moon turning red outside with the smallest boy, I drew words that make my heart sing.

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There’s no place like home

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I didn’t post yesterday because I was absolutely exhausted from travelling and people and not enough sleep, but all day I felt wrapped in a bubble of contentment, because I was home.

And my words this morning sum it up perfectly.

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What is ‘home’ for you? A place, a time, an experience? It’s different for all of us, I’d love to hear your thoughts.

Be it ever so humble

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We got home late tonight after a weekend away, piling out of the car and not even unpacking with the intention of heading straight to bed .

I am so grateful to have spent the weekend with family and friends, but as we pulled into the driveway, my heart breathed a sigh of content knowing I was home. I knew a mess awaited me inside, that the next couple of days will be spent doing housework and washing and unpacking and everything that comes with the aftermath of travelling but right now, I don’t care.

I’m home, and my heart is full.

Keeping it simple

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I love photos. Whether it’s capturing a memory or just simply a piece of life, I love photos in all forms around me at home.

I especially love PicTapGo for beautiful, on-the-go editing – right now, I’m editing photos (and writing this post) on my phone, right where I’ve taken them, by the beach as the world passes by. Then I’ll go home and have one made into a canvas, the hardest decision to make being choosing just one.

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Love my home state, and this place is part of my childhood. I’ll take the pictures of my heart home and put them on the wall, so simple but so fulfilling.

Words to live by

if you want a golden rule that will fit everything , this is it: Have nothing in your house that you know not to be useful, or believe to be beautiful
– William Morris

We’ve left home for the long weekend here in South Australia, and I pondered these words as I was driving this afternoon.

I have much in my home that is neither of the above, and I’m tired of constantly having to manage allthethings. To quote The Nester, I’m most definitely a ‘stuff manager’, and it’s not a hat I wish to keep wearing. I’m working on that, but it’s a work in progress (aren’t we all??)

Beautiful and useful. I love the thought of these requirements as being essential criteria for allowing anything into my home. So simple, and yet so open to interpretation. But certainly food for thought.

What about you? What is your ‘yardstick’ or criteria for what makes it into your home?

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