Sunday, August 26, 2012

Still looking for small blessings-






































We took off for an impromptu picnic at a place which would normally be twenty minutes away but ended up
being two hours, because of something or other on the highway. No worries there, we had two children at the back seat with an endless list of 'knock-knock' jokes ...(two hours was not long enough for that list to be exhausted I promise you) But we were rewarded for parental wisdom and endurance. The photos will attest to that I hope. Lunch from a vintage picnic basket is always rewarding too. The simplest things to pack are the best, don't you think? Cheese pies for the lovers of Greek food, fresh veggies and fruit,and  iced tea because Lucy loves it. Swimming for the girls and a book for mom.
Ok. Confession time. I didn't finish the book. It is beautifully written.  I take my hat off for the beauty of words strung together in exquisite sentences. But halfway through  I found I was gasping for air in a stifling, nihilistic place. I struggled to extract myself from a sad spiral, like from a siren's call. Maybe I let books get under my skin too much. Whatever the case, I am determined to protect my little fort of small joys and meaningfulness.
But I will keep these lines from the book:
" She knew a thousand songs. Her bread was tender and her jelly was tart, and on rainy days she made cookies and applesauce. In the summer she kept roses in a vase on the piano, huge, pungent roses, and when the blooms ripened and the petals fell, she put them in a tall Chinese jar, with cloves and thyme and sticks of cinnamon. Her children slept on starched sheets under layers of quilts, and in the morning her curtains filled with light the way sails fill with wind."
And I am still looking for small blessings.


Hugs-

9 comments:

Kylie Hunt said...

Beautiful photos! It looks like the most idyllic place to collect your thoughts and calm the mind :) Love that paragraph too... I think as long as you got something out of the book it doesn't matter if you finished it... you've already claimed your gift :) Kx

annamaria said...

Thank you Kylie. So true, I have my gift.xx

Carole said...

I couldn't finish it either. Nothing wrong with not finishing a book though, life is too exciting and short to read every page. xo

Lotta said...

This is my first visit here, what a lovely blog you have, and i like your photoes very mutch!
Have a nice day and welcome to visit my blogg from Sweden.
Lotta

La Dolce Vita said...

Annamaria, such a beautiful blog you have ! All the pictures carry a peaceful and serene vibe. Just like you, I also cannot finish many books, haha ! But I love to read. I always feel joy in small blessings and try to remember and also create small blessings every day.
I love the excerpt from the book, beautifully written !
Have a nice day !

annamaria said...

Thank you Carole. I always feel so guilty when I don't finish a book!I guess that is a little silly, you are right. Unfinished books, here I come!XX

annamaria said...

Thank you Lotta, and La Dolce Vita, it's always lovely to meet new friends;)

Naomi George said...

I loved your photos :)

♥ Naomi {Starry Eyes + Coffee Cups}

renilde said...

beautiful place!!
i have that thing with books too however some i didn't end reading in the past i read again years later and did finish them, the book stayed the same....;) x