A friend of mine enjoys gardening. Here’s a lesson in small space living; even though she has a balcony, not a yard, she hasn’t let that stop her from having an extravagant garden. Using a few terracotta pots and selecting rich, contrasting colors she created a balcony oasis. Take a look for yourself.
Like many Minnesotans, we spend some time each summer at a cabin “up north.” Here, cabin fever is the anticipation of going to the cabin. The cabin where we stay is on Lake Superior.
Our time there was very laid back and relaxed. A little touring, a little visiting with a friend, a little cooking, some walking and a little of doing nothing at all, preferably in front of the fireplace. The cabin is small, red with white trim, all pine inside and out and suits our needs perfectly. Each night we fell asleep to the sound of the waves and the occasional distant train whistle. Heaven.
For a number of years now, this small red cabin has been our haven for reconnecting, reflecting and rejuvenating. There’s nothing like it . . .
Today is a fabulous Friday because I have indulged in the inexpensive luxury of Farmers’ Market flowers. As you can see below, this week’s bouquet is a riot of color. They’re fresh, look terrific, smell great and bring good energy into our house. See for yourself.
Last week’s few remaining lillies look great with hostas. Take a look –
And a sprig of lavender clipped from the pot by the front door fits neatly in a small vase near the bed. The scent of lavender has a calming, soothing effect that is good for sleeping.
Perhaps you remember the British TV series, Upstairs, Downstairs? It was about lives of a privileged family and their servants during the 19th century. Recently I was watching a similar series, Downton Abbey. It occurred to me that something was very wrong with an economic system that allowed an elite few to live in unearned luxury owed to the labor of many – simply because of birth into a particular social class.
However, on further reflection I realized that my own life was no different. I live a life of comparative comfort, also due to the labor of many. It’s just that the “many” are out of sight on the other side of the globe. We’ve managed to hide the poorly paid or enslaved labor of many. They are out of our view unless we make an effort to be aware of their existence.