Shifting Pace
Recently I decided to change the services offered by my company— mainly the behind-the-scenes one-on-one decor gigs, which I rarely share online. I did this because those jobs produce far too much waste for my comfort, they consume more time than we currently have available, they induce a level of stress that I feel is disproportionate to the subject matter, and yet they only account for a sliver of my company’s income. So I’m currently phasing out those responsibilities, and will have them behind me by the end of the month.
In the transition phase, I’m taking time to inspect my world at a less-frenzied pace.
I’m focusing on what I treasure most about my business, my personal life, and my home environment.
I’ve been able to work from home for the majority this week, as I’m spending less and less time rushing about LA.
In the moments in between business and playing with West, I catch glimpses of tiny visuals that ignite such pops of happiness within me. Perhaps they’ll resonate with readers, perhaps not. But I’m sharing them anyway (below) as a simple display of gratitude for this tiny life.
Above: West’s stickers and fingerprints throughout the Cottage.
Above: A miniature acorn, moss and macrame air plant holder from Big Red Sun, crafted by a young maker.
Above: A repurposed apple juice jug filled with laundry detergent, almost ready for a refill at ReContained.
Above: A handmade combo cutlery + activity to-go roll for West.
Above: A simple folding laundry rack in use, reminding us it’s still summer while drying up wet spots earned from feeding the plants with leftover water from West’s gardening table.
Above: Items used daily mixed with retired work equipment, all suspended from our bedroom wall.
Above: Pillows designed by a friend, making the Cottage main room look oh so stylish.
Above: My hat, adored on both sides with pins that display the message that we value people and the planet over profit.
Above: My incredible husband Adam working increasingly with my small business— a sight that brings me joy, comfort, and a touch of pride.
Above: West’s chalkboard, still bearing scribbles from the last game we created together.
Above: Leftover flowers from a recent shoot sitting next to an X’s and O’s board game crafted lovingly by Timberchild.
Above: My comfy white Rothy’s—made from single-use plastics— which I can get as dirty as I want in the canoe, on the bike or in the garden, since they’re machine-washable.
