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This room is calling my name. This combo of cottage cute and collectable treasures speaks to me. I have always wanted a little cottage to decorate in a colorful shabby chic/country charm way. I would love a little cottage by the lake or ocean (even better) just so I could decorate in a cottagey way. I’m in love!
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This room doesn’t say cottage but I can’t get over the fifties charm, so cool. My grandmother had the very same table with chairs in chili pepper red. I could eat here.
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Oh what can I say… the rich color of the wooden planks, the slip covered furniture, the little pink frig, mint green table and that chandelier, Once again, I’m in love.
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Love, love this cottage clean look, breakfast anyone? This room stirs up a hearty appetite for pancakes, eggs and sausage, mmm.
The following images are my shots of the kitschy cottage, by-the-sea, that I called home for one week.
This was my breezy living room looking onto a shell covered path to the beach, loved it!
The perfect little dining nook with a view of the palm trees and screened in porch, complete with tiny geckos soaking up the sun.
The guest bedroom was so darn cute, it’s a shame we didn’t have anyone to fill it.
I’m feeling a little cottage envy today, perhaps it’s because I’m off to work to help my customers pick out the perfect furniture and acessories for their cottage… sigh
Enjoy your day
I thought I was in Paris but it was just a sexy balcony in Nashville Tn.
I just returned from vacation, a quiet reprieve, a tiny ripple in the stillness of my life. It felt good but it also made me think a little about everything. Here’s what I know for sure…
You must go with the rhythm of life-let it flow.
Except the stillness in your life-it’s a starting point, your resting place- enjoy it.
equilibrium in your life is everything, learn to say no and when to say yes.
You probably already have everything you’re looking for-dig deeper.
If you could string as many moments of joy as closely together as possible then your life would be almost perfect.
I had a great time on vacation. I didn’t find all the answers or solve the world’s problems but I did come home with fond memories and a glowing tan. I guess I can’t ask for too much more than that.
My little bungalow by the beach.
Enjoy your day… xo-jj
My bags aren’t packed and I haven’t done a thing to get ready but that won’t stop Mr. Java and I from jumping in the car and heading south shortly after sunrise, tomorrow. In the past I’ve been very organized. I started packing well in advance, even kept a check list. This year is a bit different, more laid back and nonchalant. Which is totally fitting for the subtropical paradise we’re headed to. Captiva island is a bustling island covered in cottages and tropical foliage. The image above is a view of Laika lane just outside my cottage door. This year we downsized to a smaller place a few steps closer to the beach. I can’t wait to take a stroll down this shell covered path to the beach.
I’ll return to Michigan and my blog in about two weeks. Happy Easter and cheers to a beautiful spring!
this image was borrowed from ccambridge.org
This image was borrowed form a flicker friend
In less than 3 weeks I will be headed for the sand and surf of Captiva island. I’m usually more prepared by now but for some reason, this year, I feel a little more laid back about the whole thing and a lot more unorganized. Just this week the panick of what to wear on the beach set in. Last year’s swimsuit just isn’t going to cut it So I began the painful process of looking for the perfect suit, stylish, doesn’t scream middle-aged woman but it doesn’t let it all hang out either. I would love to find a suit, try it on, have it fit and just cash and carry.But that almost never happens, instead I always turn to my old stand-by for beach wear, Victoria’s Secret. My suit is ordered and my fingers are crossed, hoping the fit is right.
Click here to see what I’ll be wearing. If I looked like the model in the pic I’d be wearing a swim suit all day long, well maybe not in Michigan…frostbite!
Spring is slowly coming around the corner, I can feel it, ahhhh!
Enjoy your weekend…
Just as the skies sometimes tease of storms looming overhead the Pacific North West is taunting me to come closer. Lately I’ve had several interruptions that have made it difficult for me to concentrate on my work. The smell of the ocean wafts by and leads my mind to another place. As hard as I try to ignore the call this nagging feeling just won’t go away. I’m dreaming of craggy coastlines and sandy beaches and I can almost feel the wash trickle between my toes. It’s driving me crazy!
In just over a week I’ll be flying out to Portland Oregon for a few days. This trip is packed with things to do, mostly business, but I can hear a voice that is getting louder with each passing day. It’s the call of the sea and she knows my name.
I’m drawn to the sound of waves crashing on the shore and the taste of salty droplets on my lips. The smell of the ocean and the sound of the surf always rejuvenate my soul. I long to walk the coastline in my bare feet and feel the pebbly sand between my toes. The time I’ve spent along the Atlantic and the Gulf coasts have been the best of my days but I have never stepped foot on the Pacific coast. This voice keeps repeating the fact that I will be only 80 miles from the shore line and what a tragedy it would be if I came that far and didn’t fulfil my dream of walking along the pacific coast. Usually Mr. java is there to say no, we have too much to do, focus and forget about it, but this time he won’t be there. How will I resist the temptation? Who will be there to say no?
Well, to my surprise Mr. Java said go ahead rent a car and take a trip to the coast, while your there. What? you mean I won’t have to sneak off to the beach for the day and later while on the plane ride home concoct some long story of how I couldn’t help myself and that it was a moment of weakness that pulled me westward.
My heart lept and my mind got all warm and fuzzy as I saw my self facing the surf with the wind blowing through my hair and for just a tiny moment I could hear the sound of waves crashing down on the shore.
I can’t believe it I’m going to a place I have never been. Holy **** I’m going to the Pacific coast!
Photo courtesy of Surf-rider.org
A very long time ago when the queen of day dreams was just a little girl she inspired to be a perfumist. This caused a little trouble and fight for time in the lou as she locked the door and drew a bath. She was indulging her creative side by mixing potions (Mom’s perfume) and such (sister’s body splash) until she got the scent just right. After an hour or so of listening to a little begging at her door, she would emerge with a secret bottle of magic tucked in her robe. It was the perfect lotion or just right shampoo with a little creative magic bubbling inside.
This day dreaming queen is once again playing perfumist but this time it’s no secret. She is mixing and plotting to get the alluring scent just right. A little sandalwood here and lime blossom there, drop of geranium and hint of citrus to freshen the air. She ‘ll get it right, you wait and see. How could she not with inspirations such as the sea swept breezes and tantalizing blossoms that grow along side a shell covered beach, occupied by modern beach babes drenched in a magical aroma of girl moxie.
The final concoction will be a control batch for the Island Girl’s Bohemian blend diffusers. Each bottle will be hand mixed and unique. The fun has just begun and the aroma is making her a little giddy. She’s searching for a scent that creates the perfect mood of “come hear boy” and “dreamy inspiration”.
It will take the perfect blend of bubbling magic to please the nose and pass the test. Scent is the strongest trigger of memory, they say. I do believe it’s true. Have you ever entered a room that immediately threw you into memories of the past but you didn’t know why or how? It’s amazing how that happens.
(Ooops I’m wearing the same pink striped suit in this pic as the one from last year’s beach pic in an earlier post. Geez maybe I am thrifty)
The spiciness of a woodsy scent blended with a pop of floral and a spritz of citrus takes me back to my days of childhood freedom- I don’t know why.
What aromas make you feel, remember or dream?
I am impacted most by the aroma, the color of light or the music in a room or place. Sometimes it takes me by surprise and I’m totally unaware of what’s taking place while these elements work their magic behind the scene. Next time you enter a room, pay attention to the way it makes you feel. You might be surprised by the culprit of your impressions. Atmosphere is everything!!!
This is what’s playing in the background of my little bohemian laboratory today. Take a moment and listen with me.
I hope insight, inspiration, moxie and of a course a little magic follow you through your day.
from my spirit to yours -jj
“Nobody can go back and start a new beginning but anyone can start today and make a new ending.” -Maria Robinson
This quote is the perfect thought for spring. I don’t think that the beginning of the year should be January 1st when everything lies asleep or in a dormant state. It should be more like April first when the earth is regenerating or starting over. Bird chirping weather is my favorite time of year. It’s the time of year when you can create that special place to go and escape from reality. Perhaps a little corner garden to connect with nature or a cozy nook to sip some tea and get lost in a good book. Somewhere off the beaten path, where beauty abounds and nobody knows your name. I found so many places just like that during my island trip. It was truly perfect and I will miss it. The thing I’ll miss most about visiting a tropical island, aside from the warm weather, is the feeling of wide open spaces. I walked across the beach with the sounds of the ocean crashing in on the sand and the Terns taunting one another over a tiny crab in the surf, but then the sounds were hushed and a silence fell over my ears and mind as I entered the thick vines and trees that framed the shell crushed path (see the pic in this post) leading me to the cottage.
I have so many, too many, thoughts and inspirations floating through this tiny head of mine. I think I am in need of an internal secretary, to start labeling and filing all of my ideas so they can be easily retrieved as needed. Instead all of my thoughts and inspirations are running about, bumping into one another, while jumping up and down in pursuit of my attention. This forces an automatic shut down or mental crash and then nothing gets done. Can anyone out there relate?
Some of the crazy ideas running rampant in my head are creating a dream garden in my yard that is centered among the trees with a gypsy tent and twinkling lights strung over head.
And then… the entrepreneurial side of me dreams of a successful business that feels like play. I saw just that on a past visit to Nantucket Island and said, “why can’t I do that?” A young girl was selling flowers from a vintage truck on the side of the road. It was so chic and quaint at the same time. It looked like the perfect business for a day dreaming girl who loves flowers and wide open spaces.
So you see it gets pretty crowded up there at times, especially when you consider the permanent residents that dwell there full time- like the neurons who claim to be a writer from time to time and my creative side that must construct little trinkets in the late night hours and of course, the usual suspects like, logic (yes I have that) and reasoning kinds of stuff.
Oh well, enough day dreaming for today. It’s time to get busy and take care of a few much neglected tasks around the house. Don’t get me wrong I am very thankful for everything… but that day dreaming girl is always close-by and refuses to be denied. Yes it’s back to reality and my pretty normal life.
But before we part ways for the day, I would like to leave you with this beautiful sunset from my trip.
Clearly I wasn’t the only one enjoying the beautiful weather.
I hope you have a bird chirping kind of day.
This was taken at Sand Key just before sunset
So I’ve been thinking and planning and plotting all day, because my lovely vacation is just one week away. I have something special in mind and I would like to let you in on my secret. I am feeling a little guilty about neglecting my sofa duties and leaving you all behind. So that got me to thinking and hoping that I could do something special while I was away.
My trips are filled with exploring, photographing, lounging and collecting- oh, I almost forgot about the eating part (glorious seafood dripping with hot salty butter). No matter where I travel I always manage to bring a little of my trip back with me. This sometimes includes shells, rocks, sea-glass, and sand- yes I said sand. I use it in sea scapes and many other peculiar projects.
Now to get to the point that I’m trying to make- this is what I am proposing- I would like to hold a drawing for a piece of my travel treasure. Now here’s the part where you come in, all those who are interested in participating can leave me a message on my bon voyage post, stating that they would like to participate. The winning name that I draw from my magic hat will be sent a secret package. So what does this mean to all of you who covet free goodies in the mail? Keep an eye out for my special post, requesting a message from all who want to partake in my little give-away. That’s it… Have a wonderful weekend.
This is my 100th post and I wanted it to be special in some way. So, I decided to share my dreams with you. I have always been a curious girl with my head in the clouds as I explore every inch of my life. My passions change with the wind and I want to experience it all. I have big dreams that are floating just over head. But I sometimes lack the discipline to make my dreams a reality. I always believed that I would do something extraordinary with my life and I’m still waiting for that moment.
I left my job in the medical field a year ago and embarked on a journey to find my creative roots and plant them firmly. I started out with a vengeance but I have to say my batteries are wearing down a bit. I started this blog to serve as a platform for my novel “The Sofa Diary”. It is still a work in progress and I have been off my game a bit since the holidays. I’m sure I’ll put my game face back on very soon. The last chapter of the book will be all about this sight and the amazing stories that have been posted here. I can’t wait to finish the book and share it with all of you.
Okay on to my dreams as promised. *I wish to be published and profit from that venture. *I wish to buy a cute little cottage near the warm beaches of the gulf of mexico. *I wish to have time to share this paradise with my friends and family. * Last on my list is to live happily to the age of 100 with the ones I love close by. Is that too much to ask? I don’t think so.
Share your dreams with me no matter how big or small. After all this site is all about sharing, secrets, passions, dreams and stories. So throw one out there, Junie wants to hear what you have to say.
Thank you for being a part of my 100 posts and for sharing in my dreams.