What does a person's kitchen window sill say about that person?
If the window sill is empty, does that imply that the person's life is empty too? Or maybe they are just OCD about having cleared spaces in their home. I like cleared space. I despise clutter. It makes me nervous and anxious and I can't rest until the clutter is gone. My mom's the same way. I'm sure glad I inherited that trait from her. It can be stressful at times, though, when I can't relax and just enjoy a moment, not if the sink is full of dishes, or the counter is covered in crumbs, or there's a pile of laundry that needs to be done.
So, I looked at my window one day recently. Rather than looking out the window. And I took note of the items that had collected there, either over the years or some, recently.
This plant is one that I brought home from the office where I used to work. I can't remember how big it was when I brought it home, but I've been a full-time stay-at-home mom for 10 years this summer; it was just before Jenna was born.
My trips to the beach have been countless throughout my lifetime and I feel truly blessed that I've had the opportunity to behold the beautiful of the ocean so many times. Sand and sea shells have come and gone during that time, but this jar is a peaceful reminder to me that no matter how stressful life may get, I can always count on a return.
Evan made this vase for me in a pottery class he took. Once in a while they are the perfect vessel for a small fistful of
This shell is one that a student from my preschool class brought me after his trip to Florida to visit his grandparents. I remember the bag full of shells and how he specifically picked this one, "just for you Miss April!"
More pottery, this one from Jenna. This coiled bowl holds my rings when I'm cleaning up in the kitchen.
Keeping track of the weather, inside and out!
A science experiment by Owen and Jenna makes a pretty window decoration too. A little water, a little vegetable oil and a lot of food coloring and you have yourself a homemade lava lamp!
The spare change bowl is where we usually scrounge to make the kids weekly allowance and the clay palm tree was a token of love from Evan. He knows my obsession well.
I've had this stained glass cross longer than I've had my own home. Made from the stained glass windows of my grandparents' former church, it is a constant reminder to me of home and family and faith.
Buckeye Pride can be found in just about every room of our house!
Do you have a small, tucked away spot in your home the tells a story about you and your life? Where is it and what does it look like?