We are in the process of having the plumbing re-done for our 1929 building in Seattle, The Gainsborough. We have called this home for close to 30 years, buying the apartment shortly after we met. We moved away for part of that time, but held onto it, always knowing we would come back. It holds a very special place in our hearts. I snapped these photos early this morning, after we spent the eve putting things back as they were, once the paint had dried. A good portion of the above wall needed to be ripped out/open (not sure of the construction lingo proper term) to get to the plumbing in the kitchen. The same had to be done in a large walk-in closet (which holds more ‘stuff’ than one can imagine) to get to the bathroom plumbing. It was comical how discombobulated things were in the space for the last 6 weeks. The ‘put back together’ was a good time to clean & polish/get rid of/donate many things. It got me thinking of home and what that all means to me/us/others. How important the spaces we call home are to our well-being. How they envelope us and make us feel safe and cared for. Home is incredibly personal. Whether it be a room or many, many rooms–they give back to us in a myriad of ways. Sometimes more than we know…
Be careful what you ask for, because you just might get it. I am smiling from ear to ear typing that as it was something I heard my father say time and again. It is so true! Last year our Winter trip to Hawthorne had little to no snow involved. This year we had hoped for, and have received in spades, oodles and there is still more to come. We both love it, but for very different reasons. Mister Sive loves being out in it. The above capture him snowshoeing out the back door up into the meadow behind the house. I love being surrounded by it. If I can be by the fire or in my favorite spot reading while the snow is coming down outside, I am in heaven. For both of us, the cold & snow are big reminders of our childhood and youth–him in New York and me in the Midwest. We were so bummed to have missed the snow the other day in Seattle, but all this snow here is keeping us quite happy. Below, the moon over the Hawthorne Valley last eve, just something else.
The grocery store floral section had the sweetest hyacinth bulbs started in clear containers that found their way to our dining table. The beauty of the roots captivating me as much as the bloom. I think there might be a metaphor for life rolling around that thought. To see it all and to appreciate it all. Cheers to that on this crazy snowy Hudson Valley day!
In the Watson Sive family we only have to go to the lives of our parents for stories that embody these values–the immigrant finding haven and home, veterans fighting tyranny, the advocate working towards the right and the good. And in our lives, the story of marriage equality.
To celebrate these American values and actions, to honor American democracy and process, and to continue important work, Watson Kennedy will be donating 100% of our sales in the shops & website on Inauguration Day to: NRDC (Natural Resources Defense Council) Of which, by the way, my father-in-law David was a founder. ACLU (American Civil Liberties Union) HRC (Human Rights Campaign)
Part Two of a look back of the year that has passed. Funny, looking at the images I chose yesteday, flowers & food are a major running theme in our lives. Cheers to that!
As the year comes to a close, I thought I would post some images in the next few days from the past 12 months. Be it a bloom, a room, or just something that makes me happy, which in turn, I hope does the same for you. My mission for this blog has been to share the small moments that fill my day that bring me great joy, in hopes that it encourages all of us to see & recognize that we all have them in our own–we just have to revel in them.