Friday, September 19, 2014


I'm having a "cop-out" day as we speak. There was a thunderstorm that decided to wake me up around 1:30 this morning and keep me awake until around 3, so I'm a little on the groggy side. My bedside table has been replenished with a fresh cup of coffee half a dozen times already this morning. And my shoulder is sore/twinging. I'm not really sure what I did to it, but I'll just use it as an excuse to skip exercise today. I made an army-sized portion of pasta with prawns and pesto last night for dinner, so leftovers for lunch it is.

My plans for the weekend? I'm excited about the changing leaves and I might bake something involving pumpkin. I'd like to figure out how to use a French press for my coffee.... That's right, I've been drinking instant coffee. Gasp. It's not so bad. I put a bunch of yummy autumnal spices in it, and I found a really good brand that tastes like real coffee, so I'm surviving until we get our own place and I can invest in a proper machine. Tomorrow there's a farmers' market, and Sunday there might be something fun happening, pending the threat level of Steve's hangover (he has a going away party for a friend to attend on Saturday night).

Everything seems a little grey and hazy this morning, and I'm anticipating one of those days where time moves slowly and the air smells like moss after a rain. I might throw on some wellies and go for a bit of a woodland walk, but I think that's the extent to which I'll leave the bed today. Any film recommendations? Sometimes, you just need a day like this.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Found Objects

Being the magpie that I am, little found objects tend to float into my line of vision and beg to be picked up. A few of nature's souvenirs came home with me from our last trip to the seashore and are now finding a home in our home.

A teensy natural quartz geode I found amongst the beach pebbles. I found two of them, actually. So lucky. 
An absolutely picture perfect baby scallop shell that my hubby found for me has been repurposed as an incense holder.

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

A Good Day

What classifies a "good day"?

Working hard?


I'd like to think it's contentment. That it's a balance of getting what you deserve and being ok with that. To not giving up, but giving in. Willingly. Gracefully.

That it's the simple things which we can interpret to be the bigger things. To see them in the light they were intended for. That a boring day can be a good day, because the air smelled like pine and roses. Because the morning fog was eerie. And the afternoon light was the color of honey.

A wise person once told me... "Age realigns priorities like that."