Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Little Pieces of Me

Hello, Dear Ones! My friend Brenda at Cozy Little House not long ago posted about the things in our homes - what do they say about us? This got me to thinking...what do folks think when they walk into my home? Thanks Brenda for my inspiration today! :)

First of all, I would hope they'd notice my piano where I play my little Note Songs and would know how much I love music. I would hope they'd know I use my gift to worship my God! I consider my piano a very special 'gift' and that is what I call it - my gift!

I enjoy crystal with amber glass...lovely to look at and can hold small treasures. What would they think?

Olden picture frames holding some special lovely art...would folks notice and think I'm very traditional?

What would folks think of my little olden figurines! Hopefully they would think I'm a romantic.

When they look at my florals? I would want them to admire them and know I'm rather thrifty since I make them myself.

Do you think folks would think I'm a silly when they see some of my doggies? I'd hope they would just think how much I love my little Chloe Dawn and I'm a just a little bit whimsical. :)

Olden biscuit jar? I'd want them to know I love and appreciate pretty antiques. Would folks think that of me?

Would they think I have to light my stove with matches? No, I hope they'd know I just love my matchbox and my tiny matches light the candles all over my house.

Would they think I'm a mermaid bringing back gifts from the sea? :)
(I've just finished reading Michael Lee's book - Mermaids in the Basement and have mermaids on my tiny mind).

Would they look at my Rooster and Rabbit pillows and think - what was she thinking? I surely hope not! I would hope they would notice how creative I am :) to have embroidered and made my own pillow.

When they walked into my sunporch, what would they think of my shutter leaning up against the wall? Hopefully that I am inventive and can use things not always for what they were intended for.
Pillows, pillows, pillows...I just know they would think I want my guests to be comfy when they sit down.

When they spied my beautiful cuckoo clock from Germany what would they think? Would they ask me what time it was? I would tell them I love to travel and Mr. Precious bought this clock from a Master Craftsman while we were on a trip in the Black Forest of Germany. Then we'd listen to the cuckoo and I would tell them to look at the little fox and that my great grandmother's maiden name was Fox.

What would folks think when they see the bar area and it's filled with crystal instead of the strong drink? Hopefully they would know I love shiny things and cherish pieces left to me from my dear loved ones.

Well, I've enjoyed walking around my house and snapping some of my special things for you. I hope you have enjoyed viewing them. What do you think my home says about me? I hope you would think it says, "Come in, Dear Ones, you're so welcome!"

Be a bunch of sweeties,
Shelia ;)

I'll leave you with a little Note Song~

Back Home Again

There's a storm across the valley, clouds are rollin' in
He's an hour away from ridin' on your prayers up in the sky
the afternoon is heavy on your shoulders.
and ten days on the road are barely gone.
There's a truck out on the four lane, a mile or more away
There's a fire softly burning; supper's on the stove
the whinin' of his wheels just makes it colder.
but it's the light in your eyes that makes him warm.

Hey, it's good to be back home a-gain
Sometimes this old farm feels like a long lost friend
Yes, 'n, hey it's good to be back home again

After all the news to tell him: how's you spend your time?
And what's the latest thing the neighbors say
and your mother called last Friday; "Sunshine" made her cry
and you felt the baby move just yesterday.

And oh, the time that I can lay this tired old body down
and feel your fingers feather soft up-on me
the kisses that I live for, the love that lights my way
the happiness that livin' with you brings me.

It's the sweetest thing I know of, just spending time with you
it's the little things that make a house a home.
Like a fire softly burning and supper on the stove.
And the light in your eyes that makes me warm.
~sung by John Denver