Soft Summer Whites

Hi Folks,

Just popping in for a quick minute today to share my soft summer whites with you.   I'm feeling a bit behind on my Beyond Layers class this week...short week and busy days and my homework suffers...so today I said "o.k. Cheryl...start with day one and just post something,  day one of quotes being the topic.  The first word was Life.

Although I did not use the word in my photo or quote I'm hoping you get a sense of my life and what I love from the photo.   It's our house in Maine and that really is where life happens...so many good times and such a sense of place for me.   I go there with no expectations other than to live life to the fullest or do nothing at all and invite everyone who comes to do the same.

In the spring I lighten the load all over the house.  White works for me there.   It is clean and pure and blank. I can add color is  I choose but usually not a lot.   I find the white restful and relaxing but it also stirs my creativity.  There was a time when I would not have chosen white for myself what with kids, dogs and people going in and out.   Life changes as we age and all those "myths" of things being suitable fly out the window.   I don't have time for suitable anymore...but I do have time now for white.  So summer white.   When I crawl in that bed at the end of the day I feel like I'm in heaven floating on a cloud.  Soft gentle breezes from the french doors,  yes,  I put french doors in my bedroom and they actually go out to a balcony with only a small table and two chairs...just enough room for hubby and me to enjoy coffee, tea, perhaps a cocktail  and a good book either in the morning or at days end.   All of this happens to the sounds of the lake lapping against the rocks.  

At night it is different.   Muted light from my bedside table..soft white surrounding me along with books, magazines and my white fluffy Gracie.   Those french doors are still open but now I hear the cry of Loons on the lake and when that happens I stop and listen.   One of my most favorite sounds in the world.  Summer in Maine,   I make time for it.   I clean it up good,  I invite the world in and mostly I sit and enjoy.   It won't be long before it's time to put the electric blanket back on the bed and those french doors are closed against the howling wind and blowing snow.

Maine..the Way Life Should Be...it says so on the license plate.

Comments

[Tricia]

What a wonderful post...your words create such a nice image in my mind :)