Bedtime comforts

Evening prayers with my mother

Counting kitty heads... knowing that they're safely inside... and enjoying their sleepy little "murps" and soft pats as I say goodnight

The evening "toilette"

Comfy slippers

Clean sheets (on special days :))

My favorite unscented Suave lotion (a Christmas gift from my aunt & uncle this year) and my favorite Bath & Body Works lip balm



A few moments to record the day in my Country Diary (an annual and much appreciated Christmas gift from my brother & his wife)

Evening Scripture reading

Quiet time with a book for pleasure reading, when I'm not quite sleepy yet (a fairly rare treat these days...)

Alexander Scourby's voice reading Scripture as I fall asleep (the voice I've listened to since childhood)

Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace, whose mind is stayed on thee: because he trusteth in thee.

Isaiah 26:3

Early roses

My first two Angel Face roses of the season...

With more to come, Lord willing...

(More about) my attic room

As you step into my room and turn left, my wardrobe furniture become visible. The screens (old louvered doors) hide my dressing area. The little door visible behind the maple dresser opens into a quirky attic closet. The screens hold my pretty calender from Jennifer and some other favorite little "pretties." The unusual angles of my ceiling are partially visible above the screens. And, just behind the mirror, and partially hidden by the chimney, you begin to see the other part of my desk area.

See? As you peek around the chimney, there's my desk area again, from another angle. There's a printer (and some other office supplies) on the cream-colored dresser. That printer allows me to work at home, instead of spending hours away, and I am grateful for that... and it makes it lovely in my eyes!

Firstflower

This single red rose is my first rose of the season, cut in the past couple of days. It's really beautiful, and exotic. I believe the variety is "Don Juan," and it does have a Spanish flair... there's a black duskiness in its heart that reminds me of a black lace mantilla... over red velvet. (How's that for poetry? :)) And, it smells just a like a rose.


9 And he hath brought us into this place, and hath given us this land, even a land that floweth with milk and honey.

10 And now, behold, I have brought the firstfruits of the land, which thou, O LORD, hast given me. And thou shalt set it before the LORD thy God, and worship before the LORD thy God:

11 And thou shalt rejoice in every good thing which the LORD thy God hath given unto thee, and unto thine house...

Deuteronomy 26:9-11a
(emphasis mine)

My attic room

As you step through the door to my room, my little iron bed is on the right. It's a family piece passed down from great-grandparents. The quilt rack at its foot holds pretty embroidered afghans and knit bedspreads, mostly found on eBay. The tiny white armchair by the bed was a "thrifty" find, and we think the slipcover (that it came with!) may very well be silk. The long-legged teddy was an Easter present this year. Behind the chair is my sewing area, and finally, by the windows, there's the sitting area ("my peaceful spot") with my rockers and books (and a little TV, hidden behind the chimney). The chimney that comes up through the center of my room is just visible on the left. Beyond the lace curtains are tree branches.
The little blue rocker (aka "Rocket" :)) is my favorite chair. She's wearing a pretty pink throw Jennifer found for her. :) I was delighted to find another rocker (almost as comfortable) to match. Beside / behind Rocket is my "Favorites Bookcase" filled to overflowing with some of my favorite books to delight me when I have a moment. Visible on the little footstool is my lap desk, which was an absolutely perfect Christmas present from my mother one year.

As you enter the sitting area, my desk area becomes visible on the left. My computer work is most often done here. The large trunk and branches of one of our beautiful trees are veiled by the lace curtains.


Home is my physical refuge from the world, and my spot within it is such a blessing to me.

Be merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me: for my soul trusteth in thee: yea, in the shadow of thy wings will I make my refuge...

Psalm 57:1a

Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.

Psalm 116:5