Home Is Where My Story Begins


I always struggle a bit this time of year.  I just can’t stand the dark, gray, gloom that surrounds the Pacific Northwest during the winter months.  (Who am I kidding… it’s most months here.)  Don’t get me wrong, we have beautiful days here and there, but for the most part it’s pretty gray around here.  I love being outside and working in my yard, but this time of year everything has died and there is just a muddy mess of leaves that we didn’t get around to picking up and skid marks of mud where we once had grass.


It’s dreary, Friends.




Well, at least we don’t feel the pressure to work in the yard every weekend when it’s a muddy mess.

My attention turns to inside this time of year and making a cozy and inviting place for my family.  I focus more on cooking, baking, cleaning, organizing, and decorating than weeding, planting, pressure washing, and dead-heading.

As I was feeling down about the gray and rain again today, I reminded myself how much I LOVE home.  I want my home to wrap my kids and husband with coziness.  I want it filled with smells of good food and the sounds of laughter.  It’s a happy place, and do you know what?  It’s not so bad to be trapped inside because of the gray and gloom.

It’s a time to nest a bit and create as many memories inside the house as we do outside.


Home is a good place to be.

Happy Homemaking!

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