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Simplicity | Quotes


The best things in life are nearest:  Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you.  Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life’s plain, common work as it comes, certain that daily duties and daily bread are the sweetest things in life.  – Robert Louis Stevenson


Have nothing in your houses that you do not know to be useful or believe to be beautiful.  – William Morris


It is the sweet, simple things of life which are the real ones after all. – Laura Ingalls Wilder (Little House in the Ozarks by Hines)

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Maps of two places I love

Tea’s post about a serendipitous road trip in the Pacific Northwest and her discovery of what home looks and feels like and Plum Tree’s post about a fairytale cottage in her neighborhood made me ponder my favorite places in the world and what it is that I love about them.

Like Plum Tree, I also have a fairytale cottage. It looks nothing like one in Plum Tree’s neighborhood; it’s the humble but beloved house we live in. These days I find myself just wanting to stay here, but I remembered that this is not the only place I love. In my list of favorites, Hawaii and Ashland, Oregon, were close runners-up, but here are my top five places in the world (in no particular order):

To be specific, I could say “Paris” for its neighborhoods rich with art and history, the Seine snaking through its center, the flaneurs, and the city lights at night, for I love all those things and a thousand more about Paris. But it’s not just Paris. It’s also Giverny, home of Claude Monet and his magical gardens, an hour from Paris in a tiny village of stone buildings surrounded by poppy fields. It’s that village and a thousand others. It’s the austere landscape and architecture of Mont St. Michel and a thousand other abbeys, chapels, and cathedrals. It’s also the language, airy and flowing and poetic.

I remember the cherry blossoms, the gingko trees, and the rice paddies of Yokohama as much as the cosmopolitan pace of Tokyo and the quaint World World II-era neighborhoods surrounding the city. Sometimes I miss the formality, tradition, and hierarchy that so structure Japanese society, but mostly I miss the little things: charbroiled sweet potatoes, grocery-store sushi, New Year’s postcards, and traveling everywhere by bicycle, bus, or train.

Napa Valley, California
In the spring, the mustard blossoms carpet the valley. In autumn, the tangy scent of crushed grapes flavors the air. All along the valley are the little restaurants at which my husband (then boyfriend) and I used to eat on our student budgets, our favorite ice cream shop in St. Helena, the stone church where I imagined getting married, the roads on which I learned to drive. Whenever I return to Napa Valley, I feel as though I’ve come home.

Lake Tahoe, California
At Lake Tahoe, we usually stay in a little cabin on the north shore of the lake, and the soothing rhythm of lapping water resets our technology-gorged, calendar-driven lives to the natural rhythm of our bodies and hearts, or so it seems. We have traditions at Tahoe: we eat at the same Chinese restaurant and sushi bar, we go to the Christmas Shoppe in Incline Village to buy an ornament, and we dream about moving to a little cabin on the lake. (We won’t do it, of course–moving there, that is. It’s always spring when we go to Lake Tahoe, you see, and beautiful as it may be, it’s still a little too cold for me.)

Victoria, British Columbia
Apparently, Victoria has a disproportionately retiree population and is known to be for “the newly wed and nearly dead.” We went there on our honeymoon, as it were, and fell in love with this elegant international city. Though it was the season of rain, it was uncharacteristically sunny and warm during our trip. We visited all the tourist places–Butchart Gardens, the Royal BC Museum, and even a petting zoo where a goat stood on my husband’s back–but there’s so much more of Victoria for us to discover still.

For me, my love for these places has everything to do with landscape and memories. There is a backdrop in each of these locales, whether the outline of Mt. Fuji against the Tokyo sky or the bluest mirror of a lake at Tahoe. Into these backdrops, some of my fondest memories weave delicately, one by one, trip by trip. And so, as much as the memories themselves, the places themselves become unforgettable.

What about you? What are your favorite places? What draws you to them?

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Happy Valentine’s Day, Blissful readers!

Today, I want to share with you a few blogs I’m loving right now:

Keiko’s stunning photography captures the beauty of food, destinations, and everyday objects. I can only dream of taking photos like these. (Be sure to click on the thumbnails on the left sidebar on Keiko’s blog to see more photos.)

My Inner Edge
I discovered this blog just recently. With a photo and a daily offering from poets like Galway Kinnell and Mary Oliver or, alternately, a meditative quote, My Inner Edge soothes and nourishes my soul.

Colors of the Garden
For me, visiting Kerri’s blog is like an armchair excursion to the countryside via photos of a lush garden and adorable kitties.

The Artful Parent
The idea of family life that celebrates art is so inspiring to me. The Artful Parent reminds me that creating art is a simple, natural, and joyful act.

The Style Files
I’m interested in living spaces that are both functional and artful, and this Netherlands-based blog is a collection of charming ideas for interiors.


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