word of inspiration: autumn
source of word: It’s funny how pastel colors get highlighted in spring whereas for me, in autumn, I get all the muted feels. Cozy colors that have me thinking of those cooler evenings and crispy, sunny days … mmmm, let this season never end!
/1. eucalyptus greenery, year-round please /2. Jude starts forest school on Monday, I feel like this book needs to be on my coffee table now /3. fresh bag for this fresh season, why not? /4. gah! I love their stain glass pieces … got the bison one at home, now I just need this guy too(!) /5. this turquoise and other muted colored prettiness, bridging summer and autumn quite nicely /6. this jacket tho /7. how cute is this little thing?? /8. I seem to love coffee all the more when I sip it out of this mug /9. elegant journaling, for sure /10. maybe I could find something like these second hand somewhere – just love ’em /11. copper + baskets = win win /12. just saw this brand at a baby shower the other day … so so cute and SOFT! /13. talk about inspiration, *heart eyes for days*
“…Make it your goal to live a quiet life, minding your own business and working with your hands…” – 1 Thes.4:11
The work we can do with our hands, in one single day, amazes me. Writing, washing, wiping, rubbing, painting, gardening, picking, building, playing, eating, tickling, etc. … our hands never stop. How we can use our hands to hold the most valuable things in life – like my 9 month old baby – or use our hands to do the grubbiest of work – like pulling prickly thorns out of the garden.
The only other part of our body that takes in varieties of flavors within a day are our eyes. In a funny, metaphoric-kind of way, our hands are like eyes. “Seeing” the details of the everyday by the pads of our fingertips. We take photographs with our eyes and store memories from what we see yet when I take a sliver out of my boys’ hands, chop quarts upon quarts of cherries to freeze, push a shopping cart, write a cheque, cup another small hand in my own … none of those things go down as monumental or banked into my mind as memory but merely, an action.
Taking these few photos was like accepting a challenge. A challenge to make more of what and how my hands shape my day. Like my eyes, I can guard and decide how they are going to be used – for the most part. It’s easier to realize I can see the beauty of what my eyes behold more than the actions my hands make in a day. Sometimes what my hands do, feel more like a completion of a habit (like the french coming out in me – talking with my hands, or the simplest gesture of kneading dough) than the work of love.
By being intentional with the moments my hands can be used, life does tend to slow down. Little things like swaddling Israel or pushing the hair out of Hunter’s face or pulling Judah in for a hug … little things like that speak love. Not just to them or me, but to others. Taking pride in the work I do (no matter how menial or important) … taking pride in the work my hands do, slows things down. Exhibits love. Teaches me new things.
“For we are God’s handiwork, created in Christ Jesus to do good works, which God prepared in advance for us to do.” – Eph. 2:10
pic pix: some HAND picked pictures from the day, Aug.2016, at home
For the first time in forever *cue Frozen soundtrack*, I am anticipating a week that might actually have a bit of a rhythm. Since our new employee started and our crazy May was in effect, we have not experienced any bit of normalcy. And quite frankly, it’s been missed. I am a total fly-by-the-seat-of-your-pants kind of gal, but since becoming a mama I NEED (let me emphasize NEED!) a bit of routine to keep all parties happy. Ok, myself especially! Our Sawback lady has the week off, so we are intentionally trying to establish some of those rhythmic beats this week. Wish us luck!
It’s the long weekend coming up here for us Canadians (or just Albertans?), so trying to let slowness be the tone that’s set til next week for sure. Here’s a few ways how … View full post »
color: black, white, cream, au naturel
word of inspiration: home, comfort
source of word: With the new move, you might say that I’ve been daydreaming a little bit in regards to how to make our new house a home! I never knew how much I LOVED whites until it came time to pick colors for our previous home. With only a glance at my favorite images on Pinterest, it became quite evident to me how much I was drawn to white walls with wood, black, and other white accents (aka – love the Scandinavian look!). That said, I am once again going to run along the themes of that palette to make our new home feel comfortable and like “us”. Gah, you can’t beat this combination!
/1. buffalo plaid sheets, come to me /2. can’t WAIT to get my hands on one of these /3. my friend makes these awesome bibs – perfect for your teething little one with such cute patterns! /4. this local gal has some pretty cool stuff, including these “need to go in my hair” feather hair clips /5. bangle love /6. some office inspiro … had to take a double look as I own some similar items in this pic /7. outfit goals /8. nature’s inspiration /9. fonts, fonts, fonts, how i love these fonts! p.s. her instagram feed is always inspiring /10. summer essential slipper
Because of thunderstorms/showers, the light was so low yesterday afternoon and for the first time, it felt super cozy and homey in this new house. We’ve still got a LOT of personalizing to do with our space – inside and out – but that aside, it also felt incredible knowing that 1. we had no plans for the evening and 2. the clean kitchen didn’t have to get messy because Matt offered to pick up dinner (#winningwife)! Not everything about somewhere “feeling like home” comes down to how it looks, BUT some key things, like wall color do help it feel more and more like your own tailored space.
Moving here, we decided that instead of hiring painters, we would cut costs of labor and do the painting ourselves. Great idea in the long run, but for the short term, this ‘get-er-done gal’ in me is nearly having a conniption fit! And with the three kiddos, time is a precious commodity and there aren’t necessarily oodles of hours to be spent painting walls on repeat. Soooo, to say that I’ve been a tad frustrated that I can’t work fast enough(!) may be an understatement. Just maybe. View full post »