hen I come downstairs first thing in the morning…never feeling like I got quite the amount of sleep I wanted (why is that?), the first thing I do is reach for the makings of a cup of tea…a big one.. Tazo green tea with ginger (love it), and a bit of ashwaganda and Frankincense. Ashwaganda is supposed to “balance the system”, and Frankincense is supposed to “promote cellular health and immunity”. Nothing wrong with that, right…so I’m in. And that tea starts my day in a pleasurable and predictable way, in a world that is sometimes too unpredictable. A little thing, but it works.
And then to stir all that up I reach for one of three little monogrammed, coin silver spoons that I bought at a neighborhood flea market years and years ago. About a year ago I promoted them to full time status, stirring coffee and tea. Super light weight and with the sweet monograms that speak of other times and lives, they also give me a great sense of pleasure every… single…day.
This little cream and sugar set I bought from a local potter named E. Ozol….aren’t they sweet? I wish I knew her first name because I broke her hat which was the top of the sugar pot, and would love to replace it ….but I still enjoy Mr. and Mrs. C & S sitting on the counter…
And now they reside together in the kitchen…the tiny silver spoons at the ready. And Ms. Ozol’s son Bernie Ozol used to work with me on Evening Magazine, so Bernie drop a dime and tell me how to find your Mom!
And this little house made from cinnamon bark was given to me by my lovely daughter-in-law Jennifer…when you light a votive inside, everything smells wonderfully of cinnamon, and the windows are lit from within. It sits on the mantle by an antique window from India that I found long ago at a store that no longer exists…C-Mart. I still miss that place.The little house reminds me of walking through a neighborhood just at twilight…families within have their lights on but they haven’t yet drawn their curtains….so passersby can get a glimpse of their lives. That’s the voyeur in me coming out.
OK, I’m a bit of a bowl freak…I love bowls. In all shapes and sizes.But these sweet little pinch bowls may be my favorite. They can be used for all sorts of things….from vitamins or medicine…to salt, or condiments. The little bamboo ones came from Thrive Market (they call them condiment bowls)…and blue one (the last one to escape being broken, sadly) came from West Elm. I don’t see them online any more but there are tons of others.
I’ll bet you have similar things around your house…similar, in that they are daily use items that make you feel as though that day is a little bit better, just a bit prettier…even when it’s a day that is otherwise out of your control. It’s raining and you can’t find your umbrella. Or your favorite pants are tight around the waist (sigh). So take a peak in the cupboard. Perhaps it’s there…. waiting to be rediscovered and used in a whole new way that adds to life. And if you do…share…I’d love to see it! Sometimes it’s the little things. Don’t be a stranger!