What is it about the little things we are drawn to? Tiny bits and bobs that we place on a shelf. Things that bring us happiness, and make a space our own...
A lot of the things on our shelves might mean nothing at all to someone else.
That's only natural...
But to the owner, they mean so much.
Memories, feelings, moments, inspirations and more...
I love to surround myself with items that express how I feel on the inside. They sort of curiously remind me everyday, of well, me.
Secret nooks.
A space to fill with you-ness. (what's hiding in your nook?)
I like simple, sweet and happy on my shelves.
Each bit, important in its own way.
Sure, these things called "our stuff" might be meaningless in the grand scheme of things, but creature collections, no matter how minuscule, do have their meaning to the beholder.
Have you ever been missing a tiny golden thread? Or one little itty bitty microscopic thing you placed on your shelf? And you act as though that item has vast meaning to your existence?
Like, where is that teensy rock I put here???
Who took my teensy rock?
:)
Our collections seem to be a form of expression of who we are.
I for one am intrigued by what others collect.
Are you?
My shelves change all the time.
Maybe not much, but they do.
Colors I love.
Faces I love to see...
Random things that make me smile.
These nookling shelves make me feel like it's my birthday.
Like, I should be really really happy.
And today, I really am feeling pink and flowery, with touches of pretty blue.
I enjoyed my hidden space this morning, more than I have in almost two weeks.
Why you ask?
Well, Miles has been sick, and I have been making him homemade food to aid his tummy (and we have been monitoring his every moment). We've had emergency vet runs, and lots of all-nighters (especially last week). But he is almost 100% better (fingers crossed), and nothing was wrong with him in his tests. Just a puppy with a sick tummy, but still rather playful.
I can tell he is feeling almost back to normal (fingers crossed again).
Today was an extra nice day indeed.
A day to stop and notice my silly creature collections, and even dust them a bit...
Whilst whispering hello.
There was rain all night to aid my seeds, a rare thing here.
And lots of pink, for smiles.
But enough of me, how are you?
How's your little world?
Love, V
ps: Something Sweet for You.
