This is the collage we made for my office. I had my office painted green (far less "clinical" than other offices, as one of my students pointed out). The color did make a huge difference, but my office still wasn't the haven that I wanted it to be. I realized that some things were unavoidable...such as the desk, computer, and filing cabinet, but the rest I could mess with. I have a nice, comfy chair in there that I take a nap in during lunch almost daily, which helps a lot. I decided I wanted to decorate my office like my home. In the past, I've decorated it with cast-offs, but I spend a lot of time at my office (WAY more than I would ever choose to), so it should feel comfortable. I hung up some prints (more coming about these in a later post!), but I had a huge wall that needed something to cover up its blankness. So, we made this collage. It's covered with pictures, words, and ideas all associated with a 'quaint' lifestyle, embodying the joy of all 4 seasons. I just love it. It hangs proudly on my wall, and I find myself staring at it dreamily when I should probably be engaged in my work.
I don't have any pictures of additional collages readily available at the moment, but this is actually a pretty prominent form of decoration in our home. We got a whole bunch of old magazines (either free or for 10 cents a piece), including Country Living and Martha Stewart Living. We are slowly working our way through the plethora of magazines, building up a huge catalog of pictures for collages. We sometimes cut edges, or my favorite thing to do is to tear them (licking the edges first makes for a great edge). Put the pictures together on the board/paper, then finish it with little pictures (to cover up holes), and words or phrases, and you're all set! I love collages. They are a feast for the eyes every time you see them.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Great Find!
This is our living room, or half of it. We enjoy a country style in our home (no surprise there), and even though it's a basement apartment, we have made it into a nice, cozy home. We love it there. It's only half-basement, because only one corner of the apartment is under ground. The rest is exposed. This is awesome, because we enjoy the comfort of a basement in that it never goes below 50 in the winter and stays nice and cool in the summer, but we also have a full back door and plenty of light. It's great. Brian is the mastermind behind our apartment's decoration and design. I can tell what goes together, but I can't position things in a room like he can. We're cheap (or "Thrifty", since cheap apparently denotes something negative), so we do most of the work ourselves.
Brian and I are "Freegans"... I don't really know exactly what that means, but our friends consistently label us that way. Apparently there's a movement going on where people won't pay for any of their food. They dumpster dive, eat un-eaten food at restaurants, forage, and get food in any way besides pay for it. Brian was curious about it, so he found a "freegan test" online and took it, and ... drum roll please ... yep! We are officially freegans. Now, although I think free food is of course a great idea, I'm not willing to go as far as some people do. But we do get as much free food as we can, and our "freeganness" extends past food.
We are always on the lookout for free anything. I think the biggest secret to finding good stuff free is to be willing to wait for it. Take our couch, for example. We had a little loveseat that we found at a thrift store that suited our situation sufficiently, but I hated it. It wasn't comfortable (Brian would definitely NOT agree with that statement), and it was ugly (Brian would agree with that statement). It was a terrible blue corduroy with other colors dispersed all over it. I tried to improve it by sewing a brown sheet over it, but that almost made it worse. We stuck with the sheet, however, because the blue didn't match a thing in the room. I could have gone to a lot of work to make a decent cover for it, but I didn't have any intention of keeping the thing very long, so I saw no reason to go to so much work.
While I was waiting, I inspected the couch. It was great from the front, but the back was all torn out and ripped up. I ended up patching that up easily by tearing off some pieces from the back, patching the parts visible from the front and sides, and then I sewed a brown sheet (Yep, the same one that was on the loveseat) over the back so that it wasn't exposed. I wish I had some before and after photos. It looks great! We have it up against the wall, so you really can't tell anything was ever wrong with it. We love it!
Monday, September 26, 2011
Summer Recap
Anyway, the grow box worked beautifully. The plants flourished in there, and were quite sad when we removed them to our stony garden. We added a grow box on the right side of the covered grow box. We planted spices in (shown), which did pretty well even though it was a late year.
We made a garden in our yard. You see that weed patch in the right of the first picture? Our landlords let us tear out those weeds and plant a little garden. It's about 16'x 16'. The ground is super rocky, and we didn't put much money into it since we probably won't plant in it again, but considering, it has been a good garden.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Change is Good
As you may have noticed, I've changed the name of this blog. I've been thinking about making changes to this blog for some time. I've never wanted a blog that is just a listing of my thoughts, or a journal...I want a blog about something that I do. I live a simple life, with not many exciting excursions or adventures to tell about, so I end up just expressing my thoughts. At first I was going to cancel this blog altogether because I wasn't happy with the result of my random ramblings, but I've decided that I might just have something to say. I keep life simple by doing projects. Brian and I are pretty good at scratching a few pennies together to make a living, doing things ourselves or learning to do without, so that is what this blog will be about from here out. I plan to post about tea-making, furniture making/remodeling, the projects that accompany farm life, putting away food, etc...and I'm planning to make a wool rag rug this summer, so I'll be posting about that! So hopefully someone besides myself will find this useful.
Now, the name...We've been struggling with that a little. Brian and I have decided that Quaint is probably the best word to describe us. Quaint has 2 definitions: strange, odd; and old-fashioned, nostalgic...well, we are just that! Synonyms to Quaint: original, peculiar, whimsical, antique, charming, enchanting, picturesque...all words that would express my feelings about our lifestyle. I love living life the way we do, figuring out how to get by, or learning to do it yourself. It's something I've always loved. So here goes: a blog about living simple and quaint.
Now, the name...We've been struggling with that a little. Brian and I have decided that Quaint is probably the best word to describe us. Quaint has 2 definitions: strange, odd; and old-fashioned, nostalgic...well, we are just that! Synonyms to Quaint: original, peculiar, whimsical, antique, charming, enchanting, picturesque...all words that would express my feelings about our lifestyle. I love living life the way we do, figuring out how to get by, or learning to do it yourself. It's something I've always loved. So here goes: a blog about living simple and quaint.
Monday, August 29, 2011
To everything there is a season...
I've always said that every season is welcome when it arrives. I still believe that mantra so much.
Sure, winter gets a little old when I'm itching to plant things, but no one can deny that the the cozy cuddling under blankets feels good, and first snowflakes taste good on your tongue.
Whenever I talk about the seasons, people ask me what my favorite one is. I struggle to pick a favorite. Each one is so great. Spring is obviously wonderful...things growing, and color exploding after such a long term of whites and browns. Green never looks so bright as it looks in spring.
Summer is so much fun. The garden starts to really produce, filling your table with yummy tomato plates and grilled zucchini. The hiking is amazing, and I can't forget to mention swimming...I love summer swimming. We found the greatest swimming hole this summer (well, I can't say found, it was shown to us by friends.) It's a beautiful swimming hole right below a tame waterfall, with great circles cut out of the rocks, cutting the water to a surprising depth of 25-30 feet. The water's crystal clear to the bottom, and the natural water slide can't be beat.
Fall is a wonderful collage of sweaters, crisp leaves, and wonderfully chilly breezes. There's always work to be done, between canning, freezing, and drying. I love putting food away for the coming year, knowing that I will be eating of the earth's bounty all year. When winter comes, scarfs feel good around your throat, boots are nice and cozy, and a fireplace, if you have one, is the best place in the world. The world is blanketed in a beautiful layer of white goodness, making even the most mundane areas sparkling and beautiful. Snowshoeing is almost more fun than hiking, and sledding is some of the best fun ever had.
Each season is great, in its season, so how could I pick a favorite.
Right now, between the ripe life of summer and the crisp chill of fall, is probably my favorite time of year, if I had to pick, although it's not really a season. It's at the end of summer, and on the cusp of Fall. You can feel the change of the seasons in the air, the very sunshine looks and feels different. The leaves haven't changed yet though, and the fields, full of goldenrod, queen anne's lace, and my favorite: black-eyed susans, are just throbbing with life. There isn't the smallest spot but something is alive there. You're still enjoying the beauty and warmth of the summer, but the excitement of the coming harvest and the nights beginning to feel chilly, are so satisfying. I just love the earth. It's so versatile, and I'm so happy to live in a place where I get to experience every season, drinking in it's beauty and wealth. The Lord sure knew what He was doing when he made this place.
Sure, winter gets a little old when I'm itching to plant things, but no one can deny that the the cozy cuddling under blankets feels good, and first snowflakes taste good on your tongue.
Whenever I talk about the seasons, people ask me what my favorite one is. I struggle to pick a favorite. Each one is so great. Spring is obviously wonderful...things growing, and color exploding after such a long term of whites and browns. Green never looks so bright as it looks in spring.
Summer is so much fun. The garden starts to really produce, filling your table with yummy tomato plates and grilled zucchini. The hiking is amazing, and I can't forget to mention swimming...I love summer swimming. We found the greatest swimming hole this summer (well, I can't say found, it was shown to us by friends.) It's a beautiful swimming hole right below a tame waterfall, with great circles cut out of the rocks, cutting the water to a surprising depth of 25-30 feet. The water's crystal clear to the bottom, and the natural water slide can't be beat.
Fall is a wonderful collage of sweaters, crisp leaves, and wonderfully chilly breezes. There's always work to be done, between canning, freezing, and drying. I love putting food away for the coming year, knowing that I will be eating of the earth's bounty all year. When winter comes, scarfs feel good around your throat, boots are nice and cozy, and a fireplace, if you have one, is the best place in the world. The world is blanketed in a beautiful layer of white goodness, making even the most mundane areas sparkling and beautiful. Snowshoeing is almost more fun than hiking, and sledding is some of the best fun ever had.
Each season is great, in its season, so how could I pick a favorite.
Right now, between the ripe life of summer and the crisp chill of fall, is probably my favorite time of year, if I had to pick, although it's not really a season. It's at the end of summer, and on the cusp of Fall. You can feel the change of the seasons in the air, the very sunshine looks and feels different. The leaves haven't changed yet though, and the fields, full of goldenrod, queen anne's lace, and my favorite: black-eyed susans, are just throbbing with life. There isn't the smallest spot but something is alive there. You're still enjoying the beauty and warmth of the summer, but the excitement of the coming harvest and the nights beginning to feel chilly, are so satisfying. I just love the earth. It's so versatile, and I'm so happy to live in a place where I get to experience every season, drinking in it's beauty and wealth. The Lord sure knew what He was doing when he made this place.
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