Monday it is.....

I have a lovely CrownTail Beta, dark blue, who goes by the handle of Garfunkel. He has two bowls, so each week he moves from one clean bowl to another. The bowl sits on a table in the middle of my living room, centered on a silver tray. Next to his bowl sits a rose painted sugar bowl, which holds his food. I discovered that he enjoys having lit candles near him. He follows the flame, seeming to enjoy the light and movement. I cannot imagine that the life of a pet fish is interesting. But, having no desire for him to die of boredom, it is a simple thing to provide him with some forms of stimulation. Light, movement, music, the Beastie and I all manage to provide changing scenery for him.

I received a lovely bouquet of flowers. Each bloom larger than my hand, the air throughout the house is sweetly scented. I can make out the pink and white star shape of the blossoms, and can easily picture their beauty. I so adore StarGazer Lillies, and Really should order them more often. I keep talking about placing a standing order for them, but never do.

A former family member made me a quilt. It's spread out on the ottoman, where I can enjoy it. There are many lovely fabrics and textures in it. The color scheme contains mainly pinks and reds, the patterns are soft and feminine. It's all handmade, with my name embroidered upon it. 

Tomorrow, I will write and send a thank you note to her. She was wonderful to have spent countless hours making it for me. Special lady, she was my mother in law for a couple of decades, we are still close. I'm glad that she and I are still part of each other's lives.

I'm a firm believer in the adage, have nothing in your home unless it is useful or beautiful. I believe that it must all be beautiful. Even though I cannot see much of my home and possessions, I want to know that my surroundings are pleasing to the eye, even though the eyes which see them are not mine. My furnishings are simple, wicker patio furniture in the living room, covered with throws and comfy pillows. My dining chairs have been recovered at least a dozen times since they were given to me years ago, as well as painted a few times. My home has plants, lots of family photos, books, music, comfortable places to curl up, fresh flowers, etc. I use old, lovely things rather than putting them away for special occasions. Even my broom has hand painted flowers on it. 

Enough for now......