everyday corners of home…..

everyday corners of home

 

everyday corners of home

 

everyday corners of home

 

everyday corners of home

 

everyday corners of home

 

everyday corners of home

 

~a little art supply station for the youngest, always with missing scissors

~this quilt folded or rumpled on our old couch

~tools always in the process of fixing

~library books stacked on the mantle, the mama has quietly tucked the holiday ones into the closet, and thankfully no one has noticed. after all, one can only read them aloud for so long….

~our  collection of most places we've ever been. stones, shells and sea glass…

~our most treasured toys, on shelves made by joe made. these mesmerize every child visitor (along with my own). i always thought i would put them up one day, but maybe not. maybe they will always be tucked into a corner. reminding me of my own little ones and ready for visitors…. there will always be visitors….

 

Some of these corners evolved and changed as our needs did…. most stayed the same the entire time we've called this house home. I usually walk into a house and feel this is where things go…. and because we move so often, I rarely feel the need to rearrange our home. We even put the Christmas Tree in the same spot each year. These little pockets of steadiness are held dear to me. I suppose a lot of this is my hope of creating strong memories for our children. Does this make sense? I don't know if they'll be visually wired like their mama…. but perhaps. Perhaps a photograph or piece of furniture will remind them that in Louisiana there were two living rooms. One was full of music instruments, a futon for guests, and the castle toys, and all of mama's cookbooks. The other living room had a fireplace. And sometimes we would roast marshmallows when it was cool enough outdoors to make a fire. Then maybe they'll remember the fig tree, the oak tree, the lizards. It seems to all fall together in our mind as we begin to remember. Like dominoes stacked up in a long twisting row, once the first is tumbled over, they all do. I often wonder which pieces of this life will be their most remembered, treasured. All of us together under one roof, yet experiencing life in our own way. Time will tell I suppose……

 

14 thoughts on “everyday corners of home…..

  1. Just lovely. As always.
    Your quilt has inspired me. I need to poke around my stash & find what I need to finally make Asher a quilt of his own this year. Poor little guy has been sleeping under an old woolen Hudson’s Bay blanket for almost a year now… xo

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  2. I know how you feel, even though my moves have been in one small village and not around the country.. Each home full of memories is held dear in my heart and lovingly named for the street they were on…The Boardman street years, seem a lifetime ago, nine crazy, wonderous years. Where Zack and Jesse were born and our young family of five grew and learned many of life’s hard lessons. Then the Skene street years, ten in all.. Oh how I loved that little home on the hill.. Small and cottage like, where I learned to garden and Eric threw himself into his artwork,we settled into our thirties and our small children became teenagers and gave us a run for our money…Our oldest gave birth to our first granddaughter,Madison. Magical Christmas’s (My holiday decorations looked so twinkly special in the Skene street house.)Sunday suppers began and evolved as my siblings started their families. So here we are now on route four.. I don’t think I’ll call it the route four years. We will probably call it the Old farmhouse years..In the three years that we have lived here great memories have been made, another granddaughter born.. plenty of space for family and friends to visit,explore,play and create lasting memories. The sort of memories that will have them saying “remember when…” I look forward to making some of those memories with your Miner family.

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  3. So eloquently stated. Our too-many moves have made the ‘stuff’ things our boy holds onto, wants to make sure it comes along. But after putting the holiday decorations away today, i think he’s slowly embracing the seasonal rhythms. I hope!

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  4. Yesterday I sat and sorted the baskets with my oldest girl. I commented on some of the figures looking a little rough….. she replied "that's because we use them so much!"

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  5. It's good practice to zoom in on little bits here and there. Especially when lots of other little bits in the process right now. Like most of my kitchen cabinets removed 😉

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  6. Loved all of that. I remember being in awe of your house at Christmas on Skene street. You are like the Christmas fairy…. able to pull off such amazing decor with the tiniest few pennies. I'm looking forward to being closer too. I've so missed having family nearby….. xo~ love you!

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  7. All these moves have made me realize not all "stuff" is bad. I mean, when it comes down to it, people are always the most important. But in day to day life, a few loved things are what makes a house a home….. they hold memories we might forget on our own. Somehow the stuff makes them feel like home is coming with them. Luke recently went through everything he could think of, asking me if we were bringing it. Most of it was a yes. Everything cherished, was a yes. Then he asked, so seriously, "and we can bring Sid right, even though he's old?" I assured him the dog was coming along. (and then laughed, most everything we own is far older than the 11 year old dog!)

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  8. Hi Stephanie – this is my first time to your space. Love the pictures of your home, it all looks so inviting. And that quilt…someday I will make a quilt! I also wanted to thank you for your kind comment on my piece over at Mamalode today. Thank you so much for reading!
    It’s good to ‘meet’ you!

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