I woke to a garden of roses. Refreshed from recent rain, there is a final flash of colour before the grey of winter sets in. I spent some time photographing the roses. There are hundreds in the front garden. I thought these pictures were the best. I don’t feel deserving of them. I rarely take care of them, but they are forgiving, and bloom relentlessly.
I am on a mission to seek a level of perfection. Not perfectionism. But perfection. The kind that gives me contentment and peace. In nature it comes from order. I am trying to mirror the same.
I spent most of the morning de-cluttering the home. It is more spacious with a new energy now. There is a certain satisfaction that comes from getting rid of things, and sometimes, feelings, too.
I recall as a young child when I lost a school book, my father would say, “If there’s a place for everything and everything is in its place, you would not lose anything”. He was so right. I’m combining his thinking with the ‘Kon Mari’ method for de-cluttering. The results are astounding. I started with my pantry. It is exactly as I arranged it some months ago. Soon my whole home will be the way I want it.
It can’t happen too soon!
Have a wonderful weekend!
a dawn bird