This week, I’ve been sprucing up this blog, and sometimes that means looking through the archives for other posts that push the nostalgia button.
Since my move from my previous residence, in which I lived for twelve years, I’ve been studying everything about that space.
This post is from April 20, 2013:
This week, I’m spotlighting some of my cozy world, as I read and watch movies. In the first photo, I’ve pushed the loveseat to a new angle, which brings it closer to the other sofa….and makes for friendly interactions.
In the photo above, you can see how I’ve discovered more book spaces on the bottom shelf….I put the Coca Cola bears in garage bins for now.
In the photo above, you can see today’s reading material on the table…and a view of the fireplace and loveseat from where I’m sitting on the larger sofa.
And now…here’s a photo of me, snapped in 1970. I was cooking Christmas dinner when my partner captured me.
When I scroll through these photos, I am grateful that I am in a smaller space now, with fewer pieces of furniture. Plus, I have someone who comes in to clean on Sundays. I resisted this move at first, but now I’m feeling the bliss of it all.
What do you feel when you look back at old pictures and think of former spaces?