Photos From the Weekend


Fresh baked banana bread





Roses from a sweet neighbor . . . love the yellow against the gray wall





On Sunday, we drove over to an antique faire in the area. This musician was playing his violin with such tenderness and care. His playing captured my heart.





I did take some display photos, but not very many. I got caught up in taking photos of these sweet dogs.


















This one is for all you pink girls out there.





A colorful display of plastic belts from the 70's





Aren't these recycled planters great?





I love the simplicity of this bottle carrier with 7up bottles and daisies.

I'm gearing up for this week and weekend. It's going to be busy!

Things I Love


Dress Forms


All photos © Fete et Fleur




French antique gilt books





Girly things






The fading light in my front room


Have a beautiful weekend!

Ocean Treasures


I love the ocean. My earliest and happiest memories are of the beach. My family was always the happiest there. Almost every weekend we would make our hour long trek down to the coast and spend the entire day and sometimes the entire weekend on the beach. The furthest I've ever lived from the ocean is an hour.

When I was in my early twenties, I had an opportunity to go to Arizona and sing with a worship team I was on. We packed up and headed East for a long weekend. It was beautiful there, but by evening time I was restless and uncomfortable. We were having a lovely dinner outside underneath a gorgeous Arizona sky, when I realized what was wrong . . . I couldn't feel the ocean. I felt closed in and while the sky went on forever in it's beauty, I felt like it was closing in on me. I don't really understand it, but I seem to know when I'm far from the ocean. And I don't like it. Kinda weird, huh?

This last weekend we took a long walk on the beach. I live only thirty minutes away from the coast now. I couldn't believe the amount of debris washing up from the Pacific. There was driftwood everywhere. I wish I had brought my camera. People had built charming archways and shelters out of it.

I collected shells as we walked along. This plate holds all the treasures I found.




I love the pearlescent colors of these shells. I wrote about the formation of Nacre (Mother of Pearl) here.





The macro photo of this tiny barnacle makes it look like an exquisite miniature vase.





The cobalt blue sea glass is stunning against the green. I've never found sea glass before, it was a thrill to find it.

Thank you!


I want to thank you all for the wonderful feedback you gave me on the blog. After much thought and your helpful comments, I've decided to keep my original blog template. I did change the text font color to a very light sky blue and the link color to a brighter pink. The light blue text is less glaring than the white.

There was something else that was brought to my attention in an email sent to me. The person in the email said they were really disappointed that I didn't display my blog follower button. I thought there might be others that feel this way so I want to explain why I've never displayed the follower button.

Early on when the follower button was first established, I had a few not so nice characters say they were my followers. When I realized that you could link back to their blogs through the button, I was appalled. I didn’t want my blogging friends exposed to that kind of stuff. I do know that you can block people from being a follower, but I didn't want to have to monitor my follower button.

I created this blog to share beautiful things with you and create a place of rest and inspiration for those who need it. I would never want to link to something that is the opposite. Maybe I worry about these things to much, but I hope you won’t mind that I'm not displaying the button.

I hope you all have a great weekend!

I leave you with some delectable eye candy.

Miette Bakery in San Francisco






All Photos from Miette website

Butterflies


Last month I had the opportunity to visit the California Academy of Sciences in San Francisco. My favorite exhibit was the rain forest exhibit with live birds and butterflies flying freely. It was a magical experience. The butterflies were everywhere flitting about and landing on people. It was heavenly to be near such delicate and beautiful creatures.

I didn’t want to leave. I felt a peace and comfort in that place, even with all the people and children running about. It was as if time was standing still as I stood there. It is an experience that I will carry with me forever.

Enjoy the photos.
























Spring Cleaning


I actually started my spring cleaning years ago. We downsized when we moved into this home. Our new space was overflowing with stuff and there wasn't much storage. I justified our overflowing rooms with the thought that eventually we would add on to our tiny cottage. To sum up our story . . . the add-on didn’t happen and the economy tanked.

It took me until this last January to get really serious about our space. Here is an excerpt from a book that really helped me out:

"Be aware that most material items can be replaced, but your time can't. Your time is precious and far more important than your possessions. When you feel hesitant or guilty about letting go of possessions, think how often you waste your time buying, straightening up, and being concerned about possessions that don’t really matter in the bigger scheme of life."

From: Your Home as a Sanctuary by Josephine Collins

This book began to put into perspective what I was feeling about my home. I wasn't enjoying my home. My home was consuming up time that I needed for more important things. I was tired of fussing with my rooms (trying to make them look neat), so I took the plunge and swept through everything we owned. I kept the essentials and the things that were truly precious to us. Things I decided to save, but not display got stored. I limited myself to how much I kept. It basically consists of four pretty storage boxes.

The result, a simple look with room to breathe. Special items we love get highlighted rather than lost in a jumble of stuff.




















Cleaning our home is fast and easy now. I don't have to deal with piles (except laundry piles!). Air and light flow through our space. The stress has lifted. The constant need to arrange and rearrange to make it all fit is gone. Now I get to focus on flowers, candles, and creating. The things I stored away become assets for change and creativity. This means I get to fuss because I want to, not because I have to. I have to admit I do like to fuss about a bit to keep things fresh.

If you're interested in Your Home as a Sanctuary, I recommend that you check it out at your local library or bookstore before you purchase it. While I loved this book, there were some ideas I didn’t identify with. Overall, I'm glad I purchased it. It gave me the push I needed to create a clear vision for my home.

The greatest reward from this whole experience was seeing home videos from years ago and comparing them to a recent home video. It was mind boggling how we lived with so much stuff. I'm just sorry it took me so long to do it.

Now, here is a book I whole heartily recommend.

This is a wonderful resource book for French Home Keeping. The photos are beautiful and the wisdom gathered in this book is inspirational! If you're an obsessed Francophile like me, this book is for you.


A Time for Reflection



Wishing you all a Happy Easter . . .