‘pressed while snackin’ on Trader Joe’s multi-grain pretzel nuggets + cookie butter
Hello there! It’s been a little while! Our second baby girl arrived in late October + oh, what a morning it was. We’ve been savoring her mellow soul, serene eyes + warm snuggles for the past few weeks in her journey from newborn to infant.
These days there is a bit of a changed motive for me when it comes to piddlin’. After two babies, a recent out-of-state move + the start of a new year, I have been keen to thin out the absurd number of “things” we have amassed as a family in the past few years–despite my best efforts to “tidy” a la Marie Kondo. It has even become terribly difficult to continue to accept gifts of any kind because we as a family just don’t “need” anything! We are blessed beyond measure.
On that note, I give you a post -perhaps the first of many- that is an excerpt of a recurring daydream of mine. It is a vision of a home that is simple, warm + seasoned with love, a place free of judgement + chock full of the most intentional kind of hospitality.
Over time, I have come to deeply appreciate the artisanship of beautifully woven rugs, each from far away + long ago. I have only begun to scratch the surface on the heritage of these incredible works of art, but look forward to perusing many a library book on the subject, soon! Here are a few Persian or Turkish woven wonders that have caught my eye during recent early morning musings. See more antique + antique inspired rugs on my “piddlin’ wish list” via Pinterest.
May your Winter Saturday be full of warmth!
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