As you know, if you’ve been reading me for any length of time, I like white things in my home. My walls are white, my soft furnishings are white and my ‘stuff’ is white. I decorate and collect in this way because I like the way white makes me feel. And that’s it. It’s that simple. I feel lighter and brighter and calmer and fresher when I’m surrounded by lightness, brightness and whiteness (or variations of it).
Of course I should explain that I use the whiteness as a canvas on which to add splashes of colour to.
Case in point : This marvelous hanging dresser that was here at the house when we arrived. Its beautiful mid-toned & hand crafted wood sits on the wall majestically and was screaming (in my head anyway) for my white stuff.
Here it was a few days after moving in and looking a bit chaotic. The Sainsbury’s reusable shopping bag was just not cutting the mustard, it needed sorting.
So bit by bit, as the boxes were unpacked, the white stuff made its way on to the shelves.
And yesterday I added a flourish of colour by cutting my first roses of the year. Both are David Austin, the pink being Alan Titchmarsh and the white being Claire Austin.
They sit in water in a teacup I bought for £1 at a market in Lyme Regis. It’s not an expensive way to live, its a creative, imaginative and resourceful way. I prefer seeing something I’ve grown, to something I’ve bought. I’m not in to spending particularly but I am into watching, learning and giving things a go myself.
If they can do it, so can I.
Nice little mantra that and I surprise myself when I forge on through and stand back to see that I completed a task.
This is my forth year of growing roses and I know what I’m doing now.
But before that?
Not. A. Clue.
Whatever “it” is. Do it and never ever listen to anyone that says you can’t. In fact, use that negativity to spur you on and turn it around in to the most positive chapter of your life. If you want to grow roses go out and buy your first rose bush. Look up how to grow them on the internet and compliment anyone who grows roses that you have admired from afar. You never know, they may let you in to their secrets and before long you’ll be sharing your knowledge. Which means you’re giving back. Which makes your decision to put your doubts behind you and grow roses, the best decision you ever made.
You see how it goes. You don’t need me to tell you.
It’s about a big life. A life that is full of joy and not only full of panic and stress. It’s about getting your white stuff on to shelves if you want to and standing back when it’s finally done and loving what you see. Loving that the moving boxes are finally disappearing from the floor and loving that you can kick back with your kids knowing that you’ve done something you really wanted to do that day. That’s “big” enough for me.
Have a fantastic day. I’m on fire today as my ‘big’ life is getting bigger and my dreams are coming true. My kids are starting to scramble over me and fight for cuddles and snuggles from ME while laughing and I LOVE it. My dreams are made of moments like this. I feel so wanted and loved and I feel like a Mother.
I am complete.
And I don’t care how that sounds.
I love you. See you tomorrow.
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