I don't desire to be perpetually in the mindset of "living for the weekend," however we do love our Fridays around here. I've been completing lots of little tasks around the house in preparation for the weekend. Laundry, running the dishwasher, a little bit of paperwork, and tidying up the apartment among other things. I'm learning to appreciate the balance of productive, quiet weekdays around the house with fun, activity- and/or relaxing-filled weekends (plus, more time with the husband). After all, weekending wouldn't be quite so delightful if every day was a weekend day, right? Nicholas will be home soon, but for now, the last few moments of "the week," I'm going to read a little for fun and brainstorm some more projects of the crafting variety. If you haven't at least browsed through this fantastic book, you really should. Each project (everything from candle-making to printing fabric to sewing to jewelry-making) is photographed and explained step-by-step, as if you were in a workshop). It's worth a peak, even for the photography. :) Have a wonderful weekend, everyone!
P.S.—You know how you have to "get to know" a new piece of furniture? We're definitely getting there with the new couch. One of the best things about it? These armrests are awesome for resting many things besides arms.
Fall feels like a number of transitions, one right after the other. We are now bridging into late fall, with lots of frost in the mornings, first sightings of bare trees, and darker, cozier evenings at home. Of course, there is talk of Thanksgiving and Christmas on the horizon too, along with early preparations for those. I do tend to be swept by the momentum of this season, if I'm not careful. I'll admit that Christmas music accompanies us throughout the day sometimes, and I've already done most of our shopping, but I do want to be intentional to savor the almost-but-not-yet. To not wish away November and it's baring of trees in favor of the glow of Thanksgiving and Christmastime. There is great beauty and contentment in this month, as well. I don't want to miss it.
We've taken to a regular "cozy hike," as we've termed it. A nearly wooded path, my favorite spot for fall color, a wagon, an eager toddler, a cozy blanket, and snacks. I look for the bright red leaves, since those are a favorite for both of us. And we also look for acorns and pinecones, treasures on the ground.
I'm typically in a rush to wish away the hot days of summer, to exchange them for cozy days, sweater season, cool mornings. I'm an optimist, and that optimism frequently couples itself with being future minded. Constantly looking forward with hope, but also sometimes looking forward with misplaced longing that can inhibit me from being present. But this past weekend, the events of both days were lovely, and being present felt easy and good.