After years of parsonage living I dreamed about and prayed for a home of our own.
Thirteen years ago God made a way for us to buy this home.
Nothing fancy or extravagant,
just a 1400 square foot, builder grade home.
I was so happy,
but not many years later I started to dream about and pray about something bigger,
something a little more like the dream home I imagined in my mind.
Blogging and Pinterest can really feed that discontent, seeing so many lovely homes, furniture and décor.
I’ve put those dreams on the shelf,
left those prayers in God’s hands,
and breathed a deep sigh of contentment and gratitude
for the wee little nest God has given me.
Fresh rosemary grows nestled in an old crock on the bench in our entry.
An antique butter churn sits next to the bench.
My old wooden tool caddy holds a wintery mix of pinecones and seed pods.
It sits on my easy, no sew homemade burlap table runner.
The dining room wall has a chalkboard with my “theme verse” for this year written on it.
A little cloche holds a bird nest my grandson found for me.
The nest flew home from South Carolina in my suitcase and now holds a little Dollar Tree Bird.
A cute wooden caddy perched on top of the dish cabinet holds dishes and vintage treasures.
Wire baskets hang in a handy spot to be used to hold muffins or bread at the dinner table.
A little corner of the kitchen countertop holds some of my favorite things.
Happy, Happy Friday Everyone and Have a Blessed Weekend!