I’m a minimalist appreciator who cultivates joy & remembering love in my surroundings.
I try to have everything in my house be useful & necessary, beautiful, or.. gasp …sentimental. 😜
This vase of roses is the ideal expression of my (admittedly fussy) aesthetic and personal values.
Each of the roses was grown from bushes given me as gifts from my husband or children on special days: birthdays, anniversary, Mother's Day. As such, they're not only beautiful but sentimental.
I sincerely feel deep joy and remember the love when I see the blooms.
The vase took over a year to make out of a recycled jar of my sister's homemade quince jam. I created it with Oregon beach agates I found and tumbled, then painstakingly glued on.
It may not be your cup of tea, but when I look at this lumpy vase I remember my sister’s loving holiday gift, and all the happy hours i spent beach combing for the agates, then polishing and placing them in my precious free time.
And…As a child of hippies, I especially love being able to create something both useful and beautiful from a found or recycled item.
Sometimes, a vase of flowers is so much more than just a pretty thing, and I like everything around me to be that way.
Maybe that means a wall or a shelf is empty for a long time until the right item comes into my life, but as I’ve aged, my standards have only become more acute.
I literally can't stand meaningless clutter.
Does anyone else resonate with this? 🤔
I agree completely. As I age I need less stuff - but I keep what’s sentimental and brings me joy!
In my dreams I resonate with you, in my life I am surrounded by many years of memories others might see as clutter.