It's something about the the lingering, never ending tail of winter that starts my mind to dreaming of the warmer future just weeks ahead. It seems to be this time of year that I am the most fruitful with my own crafty projects--- making colorful little things with my hands that stave off the chill and cabin fever of January and February.It's my sanity--- sewing, creating, waiting out the chill by being creative.
I have lots of little things I've been completing I want to post... But that's another post-- soon.
The other thing that has begun consuming me this winter, as the snow piles and doesn't melt-- as the skies stay mostly gray and we stay stuck indoors, is the beginning of NESTING--at least, in my head. We have become pretty certain that we'll be staying in this house now for at least another year, so suddenly, after a year of just STAYING in this house, I am beginning to think of ways we can begin to LIVE in it-- as our own. I know, I know--- we've been here a YEAR. Why not nest into it sooner? It's complicated, but there's something about wanting a "room of one's own"... but not really having it, that made it hard for me to commit to any kind of truly MOVING IN here. It's been comfortable--- cozy... A healing place. But not MINE.
But with the baby coming, and some new plans in the works for Kate to come take some of her furniture and things, I think there's going to be some empty spaces that I feel ready to fill... I am so ready for this! I'm beginning Lucy's quilt, and have some little ideas for the nursery. We're getting Noah a toddler bed (FINALLY), and I have plans for HIS new bedding and some room ideas...
And then there's the yard. The ideas I find myself stewing on the most involve the hazy, sunny dreams of what I'd like to do when we can finally sit and be outside again, me and my two little ones. I am READY.
I want zinnias.
I want to plant a riot of them along the picket fence... They grow so well, and keep on giving all season...
And I want tomatoes.
I want 6 to 8 plants right outside my side door, for making mozzarella caprese and fresh salsas all summer long.
And I want a clothesline.
Am I the only one still completely charmed by the idea of an old-fashioned clothesline?? I love the way it looks, love what it does to clothes... love so many things about what it represents. And I am beginning to get excited about stringing a small one up in my side yard to use during the spring and summer.
Oh, nesting visions.... Oh cozy home dreams.... I have so many more brewing and hatching in this little noggin of mine. I hope even SOME of these ideas come to fruition, even when the little baby bunny comes and changes everything...
I'll keep dreaming... and we'll see how it goes. :)