As the moon set I set the alarm for two am, yet by midnight I was still awake.  I could not shake the events of the past few days and I could not get this phrase out of my head: “More being, less doing.”

 

The moon setting over "our" mountain

 

It is no secret that we love our life in the country. We have managed to rebuild a slow home that we have furnished with vintage and mid century pieces and live an intentionally slower life that we fully embrace.  We even held off bringing internet into our home for over ten years, fearing that it might inhibit the quality of life we enjoy here.  I write about it all the time, the slower pace, the thoughtful lifestyle, paying attention to the little things, making memories, taking the time to smell thethe rebirth of spring, but never had the importance of this lifestyle become clearer to me than this past week.

I attended the memorial service of a friend’s sibling, an extraordinary individual who passed away too soon. Although the situation was tragic, the celebration of his being was stunning and I walked away wishing I had known him in life. His wife’s words resonated in my head as she reflected upon their life together, wishing that there were “more being and less doing”.

More Bee-ing

 

So simply stated, it was profound: More being, less doing. Which brings me back to Friday night.  Setting the alarm and getting up at 2am would probably have not been a priority two or three years ago.  I would have probably set the alarm with good intentions and then shut if off and gone back to sleep.  I now know better.  Given the finite amount of time we are privileged to be here and how quickly it flutters by, every day & every experience is a gift to be savored. The time spent “being” is why we do all the ”doing” in the first place.

Life Flutters by

 

Although I know that inherently, and write as well as talk about it, I often forget to do it.  My children remind me of this all the time and to be honest, I am not always the best at practicing what I preach, but I am going to try each and every day as I chant my new mantra: More being, less doing.

So, Irwin and I took a blanket outdoors after 2am and lay under several more as we faced the Northern sky awaiting a five thousand year old event that did not disappoint.  We spent over three hours gazing at the meteor shower and the enormity of the heavens; just being, not doing.

Perseid Meteor Shower

 

It's All About the Little Things

While we can all agree that gifts of jewelry and expensive handbags are always coveted and appreciated, sometimes it’s the little things that cause our hearts to swell as we become teary-eyed and farklempt...And it is the little things that make our houses cherished homes.

That was just the way I felt on Sunday when Irwin surprised me with breakfast on the patio.  Irwin, our resident Frittata Master, chose to treat me to an asparagus and goat cheese omelet.  While the omelet was delicious, it did not bring a tear to my eye, despite the red pepper flakes.  What really touched me was the coffee station he set up in our prep/storage room, complete with farm fresh milk. It made a simple breakfast at home seem like a private dining experience in a lovely bed & breakfast; just a little touch that meant the world to me.

Breakfast waiting at the "Coffee Station" on the way to the patio

 

our storage/Prep room-Not yet finished

 

 

my coffee station-"A little thing" that meant the world to me

 

 breakfast gobbled up but the hydrangea remains

 

Irwin is constantly tweaking our home.  Editing and rearranging have become a way of life for our family and we all enjoy the inherent surprises that are revealed to us almost daily. It is absolutely true, that on any given day, we might arrive home to find our den and dining room flipped, or the master bathroom re-accessorized.

In light of this, it should come as no surprise that, while I was out of the house driving our oldest to the train station Sunday afternoon, Irwin was busy rearranging a corner of our bedroom so that I could have a dreamy reading niche.  Yes, yes, I know I have expounded on the many seating and eating areas in the house, but NONE of them are in our bedroom.  When I cannot sleep and want to read, I cannot do it in bed because Irwin is extremely light sensitive.  I have desperately attempted to circumvent this issue by implementing the use of reading lights…and even flashlights, but it was to no avail.  If I wanted to read while Irwin was sleeping, I had to go downstairs. 

 

My reading niche

But now those worries are a thing of the past, because Irwin generously presented me with this sweet niche he created by re-purposing pieces from other parts of our house including the stunning Hydrangea (the only bloom we had this year) that was on our breakfast table.

 

it's all in the details including my breakfast hydrangea

The focal point of the area is a vintage chaise that I adore.  Although it is delicate, it is extremely comfortable and I love laying on it.  I have my own reading light, far away from our bed that will afford me hours of uninterrupted reading while offering Irwin hours of uninterrupted sleep. Beautiful artwork,a fantastic screen, candles, a throw and fresh flowers complete the niche.  The only thing missing is a decadent box of chocolates...and me!

Perfect:Down to the smallest detail

 

Like “Dining Out…at Home”, the little things that we do to our living environment can make us feel like we are spending time in a lovely inn or hotel and who doesn't enjoy that?

Time at home feels like time away

 

I look forward to returning to the country later this week and relaxing with my book and a glass of wine in my reading niche, enjoying the little things that make everyday life so special.  But first, I’d better check with Charlie. I have no idea what he's reading.

Charlie's Book Club?

 

**Thank you Irwin for always reminding me to pay attention to the details and nuances in life!

 

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