Thursday, June 16, 2016
hello there, friend,
across the street from our house is a wild bed of sweet peas that i cannot resist. after i cut a few and brought them into the house, i thought about the first time i ever saw sweet peas. i was i high school and in love with anne of green gables (the book and the television series). i remember coming across a lovely magazine called 'victoria', which was full of all things victorian. they had a feature once on sweet peas that i remember looking at over and over again. i remember thinking about the delicacy of their petals and the rich beauty of their color.
this is the first time i have a memory of looking at images that moved me. each image in the magazine was given such care in it's creation. things were positioned just so, the light was just right. it's only been in the last few years that i've taken the time to cut flowers and bring them inside... i'm not sure why. i just know that although my attention to detail sometimes wanes, bringing nature into my home reminds me to notice the little things, to slow down, and to look around me with greater intention.