What a delicious and delightful selection you brought us this week! I’m totally enjoying the Winter emails. I agree wholeheartedly with the idea of a space that’s ours to be alone... my garage with desks and my sewing machines, a couple of Ikea Kallax units screwed together to make a big work table... an armchair and a coffee machine is my happy place. There are still oil stains on the walls and the floor is regular garage floor paint. But it’s mine 😊
I 100% agree with you. Any space that is yours is a haven. Your new shed looks delightful. I hope you don't mind sharing more of the progress. I have a bedroom/sewing room. Each and every time I walk in there I smile inside to myself and feel so lucky and fortunate to have "my space" to literally dream, create and relax.
The winter emails are cozy with recipes for soup and pictures of snow-I'm enjoying them, too.
Particularly intriguing this week was the record producer's letter to Nirvana. The first time I heard Nirvana, when they were just coming on the scene, I thought to myself: my life will never be the same-everything changes from this point. I imagine that's what my parents thought when they first heard The Beatles.
The letter makes me wonder how much better music can be when people work for a fair wage, without expecting a piece of someone else's share? Not sure if it's true or not, but I heard that Dave Matthews Band members all take an equal cut of the profit, including DM himself. They jam out at their concerts-they seem to be enjoying themselves more than trying to entertain others.
I had a tiny one bedroom cottage once, where I spent 3 different 6 month sabbaticals. I don’t mean I spent the entire 6 months there ( I had three children), but I would go there for 3-4 days at a time, to think write and be by myself. It was dug into the side of the mountain, and overlooked the bay of a small lake. It was glorious. In the winter there was no one around, and I could play a Puccini opera at the cottage, and listen to it while I walked on the iced-over lake. I hope your space brings you the same sense of being oneself in the world that my cottage brought me.
What a delicious and delightful selection you brought us this week! I’m totally enjoying the Winter emails. I agree wholeheartedly with the idea of a space that’s ours to be alone... my garage with desks and my sewing machines, a couple of Ikea Kallax units screwed together to make a big work table... an armchair and a coffee machine is my happy place. There are still oil stains on the walls and the floor is regular garage floor paint. But it’s mine 😊
I 100% agree with you. Any space that is yours is a haven. Your new shed looks delightful. I hope you don't mind sharing more of the progress. I have a bedroom/sewing room. Each and every time I walk in there I smile inside to myself and feel so lucky and fortunate to have "my space" to literally dream, create and relax.
The winter emails are cozy with recipes for soup and pictures of snow-I'm enjoying them, too.
Particularly intriguing this week was the record producer's letter to Nirvana. The first time I heard Nirvana, when they were just coming on the scene, I thought to myself: my life will never be the same-everything changes from this point. I imagine that's what my parents thought when they first heard The Beatles.
The letter makes me wonder how much better music can be when people work for a fair wage, without expecting a piece of someone else's share? Not sure if it's true or not, but I heard that Dave Matthews Band members all take an equal cut of the profit, including DM himself. They jam out at their concerts-they seem to be enjoying themselves more than trying to entertain others.
I had a tiny one bedroom cottage once, where I spent 3 different 6 month sabbaticals. I don’t mean I spent the entire 6 months there ( I had three children), but I would go there for 3-4 days at a time, to think write and be by myself. It was dug into the side of the mountain, and overlooked the bay of a small lake. It was glorious. In the winter there was no one around, and I could play a Puccini opera at the cottage, and listen to it while I walked on the iced-over lake. I hope your space brings you the same sense of being oneself in the world that my cottage brought me.