Simple Pleasures...but Above All LOVE

“After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string.” 

― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

I love a clothesline. 

 It's the bright colors of our wardrobe, dancing in the breeze...

 I love seeing that I'm provided for, blessed.

There are many many reasons...

 I just love a clothesline.

I love a sturdy mug, handmade and fired and smooth.

I love knowing that someone shaped it with their hands,

they were proud of it when they were done.

So proud, that they etched their name in the bottom. 

I love tea outside by my clothesline.

The cherry tree bloomed its first few flowers. 

I can see them from my clothesline, cup of tea in hand...bees buzzing about. 

My feet are tickled by the upcoming grass and a robin struts nearby,

calling out. 

It's a spring day ... nothing remarkable has happened except for the extraordinary.

Love. 

I glanced up from my garden and was overwhelmed with love,

and the knowledge that right here....right now...

everything is okay.

 In this present, even though there are parts of my mind that are troubled,

I can be okay.

Even though their are pieces of my heart that ache often,

 that sometimes struggles to let go,

to work through...

I am blessed here and now and Loved.

I have a clothesline, a tea cup, flower blossoms and smiling children. 

Everything is okay and when there is Love.

We will be gone for a bit ...taking a long road trip.

I hope to see you again soon.

Before I go, just a few glances of some of the finer things that have been going on about me...

~ Sewing machine out again...thrifted linen

~ I accomplished the teeniest of sewing projects ever (a new valance) but I felt 

very glad on the inside :)

~ my simple handmade spring wreath ... green is so very friendly...don't you think so?

~ I was at TJMaxx the other day and saw some planter boxes that I adored. I didn't so much care for the $40 tag that came with them. So, a little eyelash batting and a "baby...do you think...?"

Viola ... and a new free planter box for me (lumber was gifted)

There was love.

~ beautiful pincushion made it's way to me from Arkansas from a dear friend.

Three of them to be in fact...I'm rather swimming in homemade goodness right now.

~ Ah yea,  let's not neglect my house numbers and that handsome number on the left. 

I found this on pinterest and adored it...he created it.

He's a good man yall.

~ last but not least...I think I'm getting closer to choosing an exterior house color.

I'm pretty in love with the English Channel with white trim and our cedar siding. 

Have a lovely week friends finding your own simple pleasures. 

~Alyssa Spring

“Home isn't where you're from, it's where you find light when all grows dark.” 
― Pierce Brown, Golden Son