The rhythm of a simple home


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We live in a little town. I walk past the harbour and town landing to the market. 
I pick up a few things and then turn toward home. I walk down State Street with its view of the harbour and the flag flying high on the boat yard crane.

A simple bouquet on the kitchen table greets me as I enter the kitchen. 

Wash the berries and put them away, sunflower seeds into their little glass jar on the pantry shelves,  tea in the cupboard, lemons in a bowl on the counter, windows open to the fresh air, it is wet and rainy this Independence day weekend but the shopping is done and all sundries put away.

Later in the morning I will make a quinoa salad with carrots, shallots, colourful peppers, and fresh herbs
to bring to my brother and sister-in-law's tomorrow afternoon. They are having a little Fourth of July gathering. 

I plan to drive to the donation bin later this afternoon...quite a bit of clearing out to do.  
On the way home I will stop at the nursery for some red and white geraniums to plant in my window box. Perhaps a bit of blue lobelia as well if there is any left.
There's just something about geraniums that makes the heart glad.

A glad heart makes a cheerful face

Proverbs 15:13

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  1. Your small bouquet is awesome! And I always like seeing your town, I would love to live there.

  2. Red geraniums always remind me of my mom and childhood. She had them going all down the side of the driveway. This was a lovely, feel good post!

  3. Your town looks very pretty as does your bouquet!

  4. Sounds like a perfectly peaceful day.


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