Spring's Bouquet Awaits

If you have been a reader of our blog, you know how much Irwin and I love our country lifestyle; how we bask in the glow of that simpler slow home life surrounded by the beauty of nature in every season.  And while we adore every moment we are able to spend there, I have to admit that returning to the country this past weekend was slightly depressing.  While we were the ones who practically hearkened the plague of Snow Days that befell us this winter, we have exceeded a point of satiation and are longing to see grass, however brown or soggy it may be.

When we arrived in the country we were greeted with exceedingly muddy roads bordered by massive banks of blackened snow.  Our patio, still buried in gray frozen matter, revealed the season’s wrath with our spun fiberglass table literally crushed from snow weight and the glass top of our bar precariously perched on winter’s muddled remains.

Remains of the season: Crushed

 

 

Design: Fallen Asunder

 

But the temperature was above freezing and although the pervasive dreariness seemed to hearken back to an early English Gothic novel, rain was on the way and with it the long awaited, much overdue disappearing act of the snow.

As promised, it rained throughout the night as well as the following day, which included our entire ride back to the city.  So imagine our surprise when the alarm company called us the following morning to advise us of a power outage in the country. It seemed that the rain turned into snow and ice, devastating our entire area and leaving almost three hundred homes without power.  The highly anticipated cleansing promised by the foul weather turned into an ice storm with trees and power lines down.

A bleak trip

 

 

a wet welcome

 

 

 

A Hauntingly beautiful yet destructive surprise

photo courtesy of  J.Debonis

 

Three days have passed and we are still awaiting power restoration, which has already been pushed back four times.  We are desperately hoping to avoid receiving that dreaded “low temperature” call from the alarm company and the possibility of frozen pipes as well as extensive damage.

Which brings me to my much-circumvented point: Life is unpredictable. There are so many things we have little or no control over on a daily basis.  What we do know for sure is that we must embrace all that we have, hold on to our seats and hang on for the ride, taking the wheel whenever possible and ALWAYS wearing our seat belts.

Despite the length and severity of this winter, spring will indeed arrive EVENTUALLY, and with it, the beautiful, bountiful bouquet of scents, textures and colors that remind us all that life, despite its unpredictability, is spectacular.

Spring's Bouquet: Arriving shortly

 

In celebration and in anticipation of spring, a season of rebirth and renewal, we are once again teaming up with Komen CT to raise funds and awareness for and about Breast Cancer.  Our pair of Pretty in Pink 4 Life Mid Century Bouquet Club Chairs in a bold hot pink floral print are available individually or as a pair, and as with the beautiful Pretty in Pink 4 Life bench, all the proceeds from the sale will go directly to Komen CT.

 

Our Mid Century Bouquet Chairs: Pretty in Pink

 

 

A Beautiful addition...for life

 

Help us celebrate the beauty of springtime and the gift of life itself.  Please share this  so that everyone can be Pretty in Pink for Life.

 


Matters of the Heart: A Valentine's Day Wish

Irwin always reminds me that I don’t remember many things and… he is correct.  While he has a stellar, almost savant memory, I must admit that a good number of my brain cells have gone south over the years and as a consequence, I am always searching for something I have misplaced.

I have mislaid eyeglasses and keys, jewelry and checks, hats, gloves, food and just recently, Charlie, our dog. I unknowingly left him in the hallway overnight and had no idea he was missing until our doorman called us to say that he was sitting in front of an apartment on another floor.

Lost and Found

 

 

Charlie Should be too big to lose

 

While I have searched through my building’s recycling for a misplaced letter and the oven (YES the oven- it’s hereditary, unfortunately) for keys, I have never misplaced my feelings; I embrace them and wear them on my sleeve.

So while I must admit that I forgot the song we danced our first dance to at our wedding (and I will NEVER live that down), I have not forgotten the first Valentine’s Day gift Irwin gave me all those years ago, a gold lariat.  He will probably be surprised to read that I recall the gift because it was something we did not keep.  The truth is, he had ordered it through his aunt and had never seen it until it arrived in the mail that very day.  Although we sent it back because it was not what we expected, I kept the box and have it still.

Gift wrapped forever

 

Why am I sharing this?  Because over thirty years later I can still close my eyes and remember him handing me that small gift wrapped box.  I can still recall the excitement and anticipation I felt on that very first Valentine’s Day. The sensation is palpable.  It is that way with matters of the heart.  And while a small wrapped box always brings a smile to my face, I have learned that there are greater gifts to receive…and give.

This year my Valentine’s Day wish is simple: To find a home for our Pretty in Pink 4 Life Bench and to hand Komen CT a check for ALL the proceeds.  Our commitment to Komen for the Cure is deeply personal. It is for us, a matter of the heart. 

 

timeless Beauty in pink & chrome

 

with ALL proceeds to benefit Komen CT

 

every detail: Perfection

 

 

Each grid a celebration of life's triumphs

 

 

Giving someone you love a gift that keeps giving; a gift that has stood the test of time and is now stronger, more beautiful and vibrant than ever, is precious.

 

 

Matters of the heart are priceless

 

How perfect that this simple, elegant bench represents so much and so many.  And  Valentine’s Day, a celebration of life and love, reminding us that it is and will always be a matter of the heart, is priceless.

Happy Valentine’s Day

 

 

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