A little over a week ago I made the kids go outside, still in their pajamas, and run around in the back yard while I frantically snapped pictures. They thought their dad and I had lost our minds, and I am sure they really thought we had gone off the deep end when Jason and I just stood behind our house, Jason shaking his head and me crying.
When Jason came home a few months ago and told me that all of the timber on the land adjoining ours had been sold, I didn’t think too much about it. You know, it was one of those things that just wasn’t going to happen. But two weeks ago, they moved the saw in, and the next morning we were awaked by the sounds of trees being cut down: a sharp squeal of a saw followed by a crash.
I know not everyone understands this, but losing these trees has been so sad for us. We spend a lot of time outside, and the canopy of trees around us that has been forming for the past 100 years or so is one of the best things about living where we do. It is hard to explain to the kids that even they, in their lifetimes, won’t see that view out of our kitchen window.
So, one by one the trees have been coming down, and every day there is another chunk of sky or torn-up ground visible through the thin line of trees left on our property line. Jason and I joked about chaining ourselves to one of the trees in protest, but we both know that there is nothing to do but get over it.
So, in my effort to get over it, I am trying to cheer up my kitchen window. I spend a lot (I mean, a ridiculous amount of time) looking out of this window, because it is where I stand when I cook or wash dishes. I love to look out that window, but the view isn’t quite what it once was. Plus, I have really been neglecting the window and window sill. It was really quite pitiful!
Bad, right? My poor lipstick plant definitely needs to be repotted in a bigger pot, and Maddie’s rock that we brought her from Mexico (sounds ridiculous, but she loves that thing) needs to find a new home. Plus, the window is just plain dirty. Definitely neglected.
So, I moved the plant to the back deck (Don’t worry-I am going to save it!) and gave Maddie her rock to relocate (She’s been rolling it around in her stroller all afternoon), and got to cleaning. That in itself made a huge difference.
Before we built our house, we had to tear down some really old houses that were here. The people who lived here threw their trash out in the woods, so every time it rains now, glass and other things rise to the top. We find all sorts of old glass bottles and keep most of them.
I got some of my favorite bottles that we have found and used them to hold some different plants from the yard. Turned out really pretty, I think!
So, even though the view out my kitchen window is changing, I still plan to enjoy being at my sink and looking out of the window. I do spend half of my life there, after all, so might as well do everything I can to make it pleasant!