23 days. Just sayin'.
Tea, tobacco & tan are a few of my favourite browns. They go with everything. We have one room paired with peacock. One paired with wine. One paired with yet more brown, an even deeper, milkier chocolatier brown. If that is possible. We are nearly complete. One more room up UP stairs to decorate, yes the old house goes on forever, and ever, and ever....
1923. Cracked plaster walls, creaky oak floors, and charm to spare. God I love that old house. It has chutzpah. For sure. Even the word "chutzpah" induces glee. Yeah, you know! You all have chutzpah dahlinks, don't cha?
I'm in a brazen, and cheeky mood today. The antibiotics have lifted the strep up with one giant muscular arm, and tossed it to the proverbial curb babies. I'm back!!
Okay my lesson for the day is this: {I repeat MY lesson, not yours. Perhaps you've learned this already. I'm slow, what can I say? A late bloomer. :) }
Do not ignore the people you love! Do not take them for granted! I had an 80 year old lady in today, having her usual mani/pedi. She cracks me up she is so funny but during our conversation (and I do this often, try to learn from others even through everyday conversations that aren't meant to teach me something...) I discovered a simple truth about myself. I don't visit family enough. I'm a lousy grand-daughter. Lousy. With a capital "L". I won't go into the entire thing with you here but know this...it doesn't matter how you percieve you were treated, or how you think the other person thinks....none of that matters at the end of the day. What matters is you try. That you put others first. You show your kindest side. Because you, yes YOU have to put that pretty (or handsome) head down on the pillow at night and sleep soundly! Which you will not do if you have left unfinished business again. Yes, yet again. Procrastination is for the birds. Do what needs to be done.
Write the letter.
Pick up the phone.
Ring the doorbell.
80 brings an entirely different perspective. With it comes such a deep and profound wisdom that I am happy to have gleaned something from today- that I will tuck into my hat and keep forever.
Thank you Kate.
xoxo
p.s. Making plans to do that overdue visit.
Aww, this is a heartwarming post, I also have the problem of taking the people around me for granted. Thanks for the reminder :)
Posted by: Elle | February 04, 2010 at 08:47 PM
The wisdom of 80. There to teach us lessons if we will only pay attention. Beautiful post, beautiful image, and quite, quite LOVELY description of your abode. :)
Posted by: Debi | February 04, 2010 at 09:10 PM
Yes! You speak a very real truth in this post, Gillian. Thanks, my friend. xoxo
Oh, and I adore those deep, earthy browns, too.
Posted by: Gigi | February 04, 2010 at 10:46 PM
Wish I could see that 1920s house. It sounds beautiful, with loads of charm. And yes, not taking people for granted is important. VERY important! xoxox
Posted by: Paris Parfait | February 05, 2010 at 08:17 AM
I often think as I snap photos of my 19 month old love of my life niece (a Kate too ! ;) that we take so many pictures of babies and kids as they grow and yet neglect to take photos or videos of our elderly family members. When my grandmother died, I had so few really good pictures of her to have around me that it made me sad.
Just a thought as I read your wonderful and heart-felt post, and that I know you take such wonderful photos - maybe your camera can be part of the connections when you go for your overdue visit. Savoring these precious moments...what it is all about...
Happy Friday, Brilliant Gillian !
Posted by: Kim Mailhot | February 05, 2010 at 09:20 AM
what a beautiful lesson, you have passed on to me/us.
xo
Posted by: christina | February 05, 2010 at 02:56 PM
Those overdue visits can be so delightful. Enjoy and I hope we all continue to learn little life lessons.
Posted by: Marilyn | February 06, 2010 at 02:05 PM
Have a great weekend. I love the wind chimes in the new post.
xoxo
Nisrine
Posted by: Dinners & Dreams | February 06, 2010 at 08:56 PM
i always enjoy my visits here.
i can hear the wind chimes in the post above...sounds peaceful i bet. that's a beautiful piece.
hope you are well.
one love.
Posted by: rfgesq72@gmail.com | February 07, 2010 at 03:01 PM
Yes! Now I need to call my mother.
Posted by: susanna | February 09, 2010 at 10:35 PM