Hello SO many new friends! I’m a bit in awe at the moment at the incredible online welcome this blog and our little house have received over the past few days. Goodness. A string of tweets lead to more tweets, pins, mentions, a guest post at Loving Simple Living on Friday, and several links over at Nesting Place on Saturday.
Um, may I say thank you for coming? Thank you!
I think you all should just come on over for real. We could chat and drink hot tea while we listen to spring rain on the tin roof. We wouldn’t even need background music, really, because the sound of laughter and gentle conversation would fill all the empty places. I’d bake some ham & Swiss roulades to serve with hot bowls of roasted tomato soup. How does that sound? We’d have to eat in shifts, washing dishes in between, because, from the looks of things, there are more of you than dishes on my shelves. But, this would be great, because chatting with friends while hand-washing-and-drying dishes is one of the best past times ever. Have you tried it lately?
I’d light the beeswax candles just as the sun begins to set and we could watch the twelve ranch horses, turned out for R&R, graze the deeply wet, deeply green pasture. If you hear some faint, squeaky mewing sounds and you wonder about that, they’re coming from beneath one of the beds upstairs. Four new kittens, their eyes just now beginning to pop, have joined us recently. I hope that by the time you get here, Mama Cat will be okay with strangers admiring her babies, so you could have a peek.
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As we slid our tired bodies between the white sheets last night and laid there wrapped together in the warm, my husband and I talked of all this that’s going on – this blog, these photos, this little house, you. I asked him if he knew that feeling of what if – what if, now that all these people are here, the words all dry up for me and blow away on the next hot wind? What if I can’t take another decent picture? What if everyone quickly gets tired of all this and leaves on the next train east? He saw all those words for the feeble fears that they were, good man, and spoke of steady, and be, and enjoy the ride.
So, friends, here we are on this Monday! I will write again on Wednesday, then on Friday, like I always do. More pictures and words about the cabin are coming – details, I know you want those – but there will also be life written down. This life about less. I have to say, though, that you won’t find any lists or bullet points or step-by-step instructions about how to de-clutter, organize, purge, or down-size (thankfully, there are already many books and blogs doing a fabulous job of that!). No, I’d rather not tell you how to do this life, I’d rather show you.
It’s good that you’ve come.