Your opening and closing quotations are classic and timely, as is your phrase about getting off the speeding hamster wheel of life. Simon and Garfunkel reminded us to, “slow down, you move too fast. You’ve got to make the morning last.“
Quite a part from the client consciousness aspect of your message, you have once again donate your fantastic job of urging us to reconnect with ourselves in nature, and to take pleasure in the simplest, most mundane tasks.
Thank you, dear Celina, for reminding us what really matters in this world.
The perfect musical pairing -- "slow down you move too fast" is spot-on -- Thank you, Peter! I love how nature has a way of grounding us, reminding us of the wonders of the world, and providing us with moments of serenity amidst the chaos. When life gets too confusing and overwhelming there is nothing like gazing out over the ocean, a forest bath or digging in the dirt to find answers. It's in the stillness of nature that we can find both solace and rejuvenation.
Loved this, which brought back more than a few memories. Always the frugal Yankee, my mother air dried the laundry until my brother and I left for college (late 1970's). Only then did they loosen the purse strings and indulge in the unseemly luxury of not only a dryer but a color television set. All that frugality actually served them well - in his final years Dad fell frequently, once into the television set before landing, along with the TV, on top of Mother. If that little television had been any bigger she might not have made it.
Perhaps we're all just morphing into our grandparents? I don't save string yet...but I had a quintessentially Yankee cousin who saved bags upon bags of those little plastic tabs that keep the bread bags closed "in case we ever need them".
Oh we are definitely a family of bread tag and bag savers!!! We have a clothesline just for the plastic bags! Maybe the tags will come in handy one day as currency in a post-apocalyptic bread tab economy! I think we should have a thrifty competition-- we might be on to something! After all we are just one 'string-saving' phase away from becoming full-blown grandparents! Next thing you know, we'll be stockpiling twist ties and mismatched buttons like it's going out of style!🙄
You may be just one string-saving phase away from becoming a full blown grandparent, but I've been there for quite a while. Perhaps a guest blog on "the gentle art of Swedish death cleaning" is in order? As Annie sweetly suggested while walking through our basement "you guys better clean this sh*t up pretty soon 'cause there's no way I'm touching it when you're dead."
Haha, I feel Annie’s pain and know we could all use the "gentle art of Swedish death cleaning"! I have been wondering if all our clutter is simply another approach to weatherization🙄 Maybe we declare a national Circular Economy Day aka Yankee Swap where every town hosts their finest tag sale and we barter and trade for Grandma's teaset that's been collecting dust in the attic for years. It's the ultimate Yankee frugality meets community fun, and who knows, we might just uncover some hidden treasures and compete for which town is the thriftiest!
Your opening and closing quotations are classic and timely, as is your phrase about getting off the speeding hamster wheel of life. Simon and Garfunkel reminded us to, “slow down, you move too fast. You’ve got to make the morning last.“
Quite a part from the client consciousness aspect of your message, you have once again donate your fantastic job of urging us to reconnect with ourselves in nature, and to take pleasure in the simplest, most mundane tasks.
Thank you, dear Celina, for reminding us what really matters in this world.
The perfect musical pairing -- "slow down you move too fast" is spot-on -- Thank you, Peter! I love how nature has a way of grounding us, reminding us of the wonders of the world, and providing us with moments of serenity amidst the chaos. When life gets too confusing and overwhelming there is nothing like gazing out over the ocean, a forest bath or digging in the dirt to find answers. It's in the stillness of nature that we can find both solace and rejuvenation.
Loved this, which brought back more than a few memories. Always the frugal Yankee, my mother air dried the laundry until my brother and I left for college (late 1970's). Only then did they loosen the purse strings and indulge in the unseemly luxury of not only a dryer but a color television set. All that frugality actually served them well - in his final years Dad fell frequently, once into the television set before landing, along with the TV, on top of Mother. If that little television had been any bigger she might not have made it.
Here’s to Yankee thriftiness! It's amazing how resourcefulness can pay off in unexpected ways!
Perhaps we're all just morphing into our grandparents? I don't save string yet...but I had a quintessentially Yankee cousin who saved bags upon bags of those little plastic tabs that keep the bread bags closed "in case we ever need them".
Oh we are definitely a family of bread tag and bag savers!!! We have a clothesline just for the plastic bags! Maybe the tags will come in handy one day as currency in a post-apocalyptic bread tab economy! I think we should have a thrifty competition-- we might be on to something! After all we are just one 'string-saving' phase away from becoming full-blown grandparents! Next thing you know, we'll be stockpiling twist ties and mismatched buttons like it's going out of style!🙄
You may be just one string-saving phase away from becoming a full blown grandparent, but I've been there for quite a while. Perhaps a guest blog on "the gentle art of Swedish death cleaning" is in order? As Annie sweetly suggested while walking through our basement "you guys better clean this sh*t up pretty soon 'cause there's no way I'm touching it when you're dead."
Haha, I feel Annie’s pain and know we could all use the "gentle art of Swedish death cleaning"! I have been wondering if all our clutter is simply another approach to weatherization🙄 Maybe we declare a national Circular Economy Day aka Yankee Swap where every town hosts their finest tag sale and we barter and trade for Grandma's teaset that's been collecting dust in the attic for years. It's the ultimate Yankee frugality meets community fun, and who knows, we might just uncover some hidden treasures and compete for which town is the thriftiest!