Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label winter. Show all posts
A Year of Pretty - December 05, 2014
I appreciate how the cable knit pattern on the throw pillow and blanket is reflected in the crocheted candle cozies on the silver platter, though I'm not sure if a wool candle cozy is the safest idea for something that's a lit flame. Maybe they just look like they are made from wool but are really resin or some other non-flammable material.
I really like coffee table vignettes like this that tell a little story. I have one going on my coffee table that I keep adding to. Mine is made up of little mementos from places I have travelled. There is the Eiffel Tower I got on my first trip to Paris, a Deft porcelain shoe from my first visit to The Netherlands, shells from a beach where I swam with dolphins in Portugal, and my most recent addition: an alabaster leaning tower from Pisa.
And of course; candles. Lots and lots of candles.
A Year of Pretty - January 09, 2014
It's January. I have a cold. It's cold outside (though being in Vancouver, BC . . .decidedly not as cold as Eastern Canada or the United States.) It's dreary. Some candles will add some glowing warmth to the room. I love candlesToday's Pretty Post is this lovely winter white arrangement, the original source from Lovenordic Design Blog.
This sort of arrangement would look nice on the mantle of a fireplace. What I like about it is that it can be displayed both before Christmas and afterwards. I would put this out maybe in mid-November, and then around the beginning of December add some sprigs of holly with red berries or a couple of red and gold balls. After Christmas, I'd remove the festive decorations.
Mom and I made a bunch of these pillar candles using leftover taper candle stubs, melting them down and pouring the wax into empty frozen juice tins and rinsed out milk cartons. Once the wax had hardened, we simply peeled off the cardboard.
I have two of these large wooden letters, each for the initials of my first and last name. I'm sure if I talk to my dad sweetly; maybe bring him some peanut butter cookies....that he and I could use his jigsaw to cut out these letters to spell this otherwise chilly time of year.
A Pocket Full of Memories
Today I put on a coat that I hadn’t worn in awhile. Since
January. Thursday, January 13th
to be exact. How do I know this? The contents in the pockets.
Have you ever put on a coat or a jacket that you haven’t worn in quite awhile and discovered forgotten treasures in the pockets? Money maybe, a receipt from the dry cleaners, a candy from that restaurant you went to on your birthday.
Have you ever put on a coat or a jacket that you haven’t worn in quite awhile and discovered forgotten treasures in the pockets? Money maybe, a receipt from the dry cleaners, a candy from that restaurant you went to on your birthday.
The contents forgotten in a pocket often bring back sharp
memories of how they got there. Take for example the items in my coat
pocket. A favorite hair clip that I had decided
was gone forever. Did I remember that I had put it in my pocket back then? No.
But today when I found it I remember clear as day that I wore it to the opera.
Lucia di Lammermoor to be exact.
A lip balm. I’m always losing lip balms. And eventually, as
is the case with today’s discovery . . . I find them again.
But the most poignant treasure was a little slip of paper
with a name, a location time, and a number. “So-and-so – Starbuck’s – 5:30 – 555-555-1234”.
Written hastily in red and torn off a notepad.
And for a moment a hundred memories came rushing back. And it made me
smile a little to myself. The journey I
have taken since that little piece of paper. The lessons I had to learn, what
the heartache needed to teach me; the stronger person I am today. Ah, if only I had known then what I know now.
I put the note back in the pocket. I may need to remind
myself again one day.
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