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The daffodils are so restful to look at that they got me thinking about a post my sister wrote a while back about bits of pretty in the midst of swirling activity. Today I pick up my camera and zoom in to obscure art projects, groceries and dirty dishes to bring you little oases of pretty in my living space.

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Nothing I like better than the clean, uncluttered look of a few flowers (albeit artificial) above the kitchen sink. I also love the Willow Tree figurines on the shelf...their peaceful, natural colors and the way emotion is communicated through gesture.

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The kitchen table at five thirty. We always light the oil lamps at dusk and the house settles into the slower evening pace. All day my eyes are drawn to the bright colors in the glass bowl.

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The coffee table has been scattered all winter with a thousand pieces of different puzzles. Our current project....American Maritime History. The kids work as I read aloud. Sometimes I join them. Cozy, all together.

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Another restful spot in the kitchen. Flour and whole grains echo countertop colors.

So what about you? What is pretty where you live?

Comments

Mama JJ said…
I never realized how open and spacious your home was---the view from the table is beautiful.

-JJ
Sara Carmichael said…
I love this post...as well as your sister's. What a great idea...finding beauty in the simple joys of life, like clean laundry and Willow Tree figurines (I love them too).

I have a question for you. I'm pondering homeschooling my oldest this fall (I've been pondering homeschooling my children since I was a child, actually), and I vascillate between a range of emotions...terror and a sense of inadequacy, among others...and I often think about giving in and putting her in our local public school where my husband teaches second grade and knows all of the staff, would be able to pick a good Christian teacher for each grade, where my social butterfly would love sitting side by side and making friends with other kids, etc...

So here's my question(s): Why did you decide to start homeschooling? Did you start with your first child? Did you feel totally terrified and overwhelmed at first? Did you do it with small children underfoot?

I have about a zillion more, but I think I won't overwhelm you all at once! Sorry, I know this doesn't really go with your post. :) I should just have e-mailed this, but oh well.
I read this post the first time at work, and I can't view pictures at that computer so I had to imagine what you were saying.

Your pictures are so much better than my imagination! I'm going to grab my camera and find the beauty in everyday things too!

Xandra

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