Isn't it funny how things always seem to work out just as they should. Even if you lay awake at night, trying to plan for every different scenario you can think of.. life has a wonderful way of making things happen, just when you are all out of ideas. Our dream this year was to find ourselves a property to call our own, complete with little cottage and space for a yurt or two. A home for our family and our future. We have realised as the months progressed and with our little adventurer on the way, that we needed a few stepping stones to reach this dream of ours, so the search began for a little in between nest.
As fate would have it, in one of those right place, right time moments, it seems an in between nest was waiting for us and not at all where we were looking. In a lovely and fortuitous sea change, we'll be feathering a nest on the beautiful Sunshine Coast, just a few minutes from the ocean. I missed the ocean so much when I lived in Mildura, the thought of being able to walk the beach each day is beyond exciting.
And so the nesting begins.
We spent Saturday rummaging through the contents of our home, (which is currently stacked to the ceiling of a storage shed), deciding what we loved, what we needed and what could find new homes. I've already begun dreaming up ideas for the nursery and have gathered all my collected bits and pieces and a few gorgeous gifts (including this sweet elephant my sister found in Koh Samui and lovely blanket from my mum) together ready for bubba's new room.
While my mind is filled with tiny details (will this piece of furniture fit, perhaps I'll need lighter curtains in the bedroom, I wonder how far it is to the closest supermarket) I am truly reminded of my Cancerian ways and my love for creating a special space, a home, no matter what form it takes.
I gather my favourite books from my childhood, along with some delightful new stories and daydream of evenings reading aloud, my little family and I. This is home to me, and to find a little place to make this possible, is just wonderful.
And while I sort the boxes of my life, from treasured collections and unusual thrift finds to unfiled paperwork and a myriad of ephemera, I begin to wonder how to fit my new world into my old life. It feel like a lifetime since I saw the contents of those boxes and everything within me and around me has changed since. Deciding what to take and what to leave behind has become so much more than a few trips to the refuse centre.
As I was pondering my thoughts on nesting over breakfast yesterday morning, a parcel arrived with the most perfect timing. Wrapped with brown paper and sealed with a dried flower, this delicate package could only be from one beautiful soul, the gorgeous Pia Jane Bijkerk. And as I nestled down with a cup of tea and feasted upon the pages of Little Treasures, all my unnecessary thoughts, were washed away and I was filled with sheer joy and excitement as I dreamed of the little treasures I'd been sharing with my own bundle of joy in September. My first gift is this little bowl, created by the talented Kylie at Paper Boat Press, featuring one of Pia's divine quotes, which will find a special place in the nursery and remind us of all the adventures we have waiting for us, just around the corner.
I'd love to hear about your nesting stories. Are you a nester, a homebody? Perhaps a free spirit who can find a home a wherever the wind takes you (reminds me of the book, Chocolat). How do you make your house feel like home?
A few more of my thoughts on Home and our current nest.