I miss the food, too. My own cooking. I miss my oven and its warm, homemade cookies. I miss fresh, speckled eggs. I miss my aprons and cookbooks and worn wooden spoons. I miss sitting at the piano and hearing this music leave my fingers and float throughout the house, filling every nook and corner and gap in the floor boards...
It's funny to me how ... when I was fourteen?... how badly I hated learning this Sonatina (Clementi, Opus 36, Number 1 - performed here by Szokolay). Now it's one of my favorites, and one of the first to be played when I don't have sheet music to read from. It's locked in my brain somehow, this piece of melodic chaos. It's just as much a part of my life as my brothers... my elbows... and my college diploma are.
Anyway. It's good to be home. There's so much to miss when one's away, isn't there? So, so much...
Welcome home Brin...it's so good to have you back...hope you stay awhile!
ReplyDeleteI know what you mean, I always like coming back to my things too even when I think I don't like some of my things...comforts of home I guess!
Home sweet Home. That's what Freeman House is to you...What most of our homes are to us.
ReplyDeleteIt's tough to be away for a long time, such sweetness to return.
I know you've been away quite often lately, is this a permanent part of your job? Is this how it's going to be from now on? I hope this is just a temporary situation, but if not, at least you have home to look forward to. Makes the time go faster, i think.
Regardless, enjoy your time at home.
Isn't that the truth. So sweetly said, Brin.
ReplyDeleteThank you,
Jenny
I completely understand. I hope you find some nice peace and rest.
ReplyDeleteBlessings.
lovely blog...
ReplyDeleteWelcome Home Brin!! I know just how you feel, I feel that way too sometimes after a long day in town, can't wait to get home to my simple things, they really are the comforts of home and harmony! Enjoy your days at home!
ReplyDeleteI love the way your soul speaks to mine. You have such a lovely sweet way of expressing yourself. Stay cozy, Brin
ReplyDeleteYour home sounds like such a peaceful haven, how do you make even the clutter on your desk sound appealing! Just wanted to let you know I nominated you for the Make My Day award.
ReplyDeleteOh, I understand. I think it's more of being a 'home' person than a 'stuff' person. I miss all my things, b/c I miss being at home, in my element at peace. Away from the world, away from stress, my own little trinket filled bubble. Hope you enjoy your time at home, the photo is lovely.
ReplyDeleteIt is always lovely to come home after a travel.
ReplyDeleteIt's true - there really is no place like home :-} Your pictures were wonderful! I love the big jar of clothes pegs.
ReplyDelete'Things'...like Liz I understand. Having been concerned about such attachments I've come to realise (Aussie spelling) that it's not about the objects themselves, but beauty - the carefully chosen elements that are an expression of ourselves in our space.
ReplyDeleteHe took pleasure in His creation and said that it was "good". As I see it we have Him to thank for our eye for beauty in the small things of our lives.
:)
Welcome Home Brin! I totally relate to what you are saying about being home. I am SUCH a homebody - I want all my things around me...my beau always tells me that a persons home is their own paradise on earth, no matter how big or small.
ReplyDeleteP.S. I also work in the oil & gas industry. Ugh. I'm a creative girl stuck in an engineers world. LOL
Hi Brin,
ReplyDeleteI am new to visiting your blog and I just love it.
Annie
Hi Brin,
ReplyDeleteOnce again your words dance and sparkle like fireflies on a sultry summer night.So enchanting. I so appreciate your blog, in fact I am passing along the "You Make Me Smile" award. Please read about it on my latest post. As I commented about you, I truly believe you are going to be a famous author some day.
God Bless you! I am glad you made it home safely.
Ruthann
Warm Pie, Happy Home