More and more, I feel this desire to streamline my possessions. Get rid of clutter. Live more simply.
I took everything off this buffet but the galvanized tray with books and candles. It gives me a sense of calm to sit on the couch and look across at it's clean and unfettered look.
I like the clean look to my little gold table and red chairs. I like to see the sheen of polyurethane I put over the paint in the light from the window. Somehow it pleases me to see that shiny surface.
I took everything off my coffee bar but the essentials. The rest is on the shelf of this potting bench above. Sugar, spoons. And my ever present coffee bean candle in the vintage jar.
I like the idea that I can just get my coffee, sit here and gaze out at the patio, without having to move anything out of the way.
That is my new motto: If I have to move anything out of the way to sit at a table, or to use a piece of furniture the way it's meant to be used, it must go.
This hutch still has quite a bit of stuff on it. But I've taken things off, looked at it from all angles, and put the things back.
I can edit, but I don't want to take away from what makes a spot unique and pleasing to look at. Through my eyes anyway.
I've moved at least half of the house plants outside to spend the summer and suck up the humidity that plants so love.
Maybe as I get older, I just want things to be simpler.
I've lived in grand houses and not so grand houses. I collected a lot of stuff because the "acquiring" of that stuff gave me a little "high" of sorts. I don't feel that anymore.
Before you know it, those collections feel like extra weight you're dragging around. It gets heavier and heavier with each move.
Objects you love don't seem so unique when they're amid too many other things.
I have cleaned out my two closets and continue to throw out or give away.
I go out into my beautiful patio garden and feel such serenity. I don't want to ruin that by walking inside and seeing a clutter of objects that don't really mean anything to me.
So that's my new quest. Edit, delete. Edit, delete. Until I can look around me and feel that sense of peace I feel when sitting outside.
If you're in the same frame of mind, you might try this. Edit a surface. You can always put whatever it is back. But live with it edited a day or so and see if you like it.
I don't have much space. And the space I do have, I want it to reflect my need for living more simply.
I'm joining Foodie Friday & Everything Else at Rattlebridge Farm and Home Sweet Home at The Charm Of Home.
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