This collection of my favorite lovely things was inspired, like many of my reflections, by Bella Grace Magazine. Bella Grace is the first of my favorite lovely things. It is a collection of women’s creativity, highlighting mindfulness, expression, and the magic that can be found in every day.
My Favorite Lovely Things
I remember exactly when I first realized my love of sunsets. I was driving home from soccer practice the Spring of my senior year of high school. In that sunset, warm gold into orange and on…wrote a sunset poem. Then I decided to write a series of sunset poems as a final project for my creative writing class.
Five years later, I am still captivated by the entirety of each golden hour – always surprising me as the clearest, most vibrant hue of pure gold, palette of orange, and pink blossoms overtake the western skies. Equally as beautiful in my eyes is the eastern sky as it is illuminated by the sunset into the most beautiful pale lavender and periwinkle blue. My heart sings each night when even the air turns golden; the sky turns azure, when eastern beaches accent sunsets with dark waves, when golden-dusted bean fields loll in a breeze leading to the light. Each and every night.
My long, crazy-curly hair
When I was young, I had Rapunzel-like straight hair. Fast-forward to teenage years – I straightened my hair constantly. It reverted from its long, shining state to constantly frizzy and constantly needing straightened. Finally, I attempted “scrunching” it in high school, and on that day my hair found its calling. It has been quite a process of trial and error and trial and error and trial and error…and still today I’m in limbo of trial and error, but on a much more even playing field.
I’ve found that my curly locks change with the seasons, and even the weather, so it keeps me on my toes. It’s not perfect, but nowadays, I wouldn’t change my crazy-unpredictable-curly hair. I, personally, couldn’t ask for a more fitting daily accessory and I even learned to enjoy humid North Carolina mornings because they dried and fluffed my golden curls faster. Now that I’ve got as much handle on the “craft of hair care,” so to say, I feel more myself than ever.
There is something so special about the perfect coffee mug for a moment, for a memory, for a personality. My favorite coffee mug is one that I painted in college; it looks like time or a universe swirling by. It has designs that were popular at the time like a feather and hearts, but my favorite part is a message to myself. Just inside the rim reads “Keep on Dreaming” every time I sip coffee. A message from my college self that I cherish and need often.
After spending a year in the city, my heart ached for the country greenery of Ohio. Instead of being excessively homesick, I decided to bring the plants to my sunroom.
I already had a pretty purple and yellow Orchid and my husband owned a little Bonsai tree. In addition to this lovely bunch, I now have three little Succulents in glass jars occupying my windowsill. I rescued a healthy baby Orchid that finished blooming in hopes of blooms next spring. My original Orchid has even sprouted new chutes for a second bloom! And of course, my husband’s Bonsai tree and our dreamy Arabian Jasmine are our complete collection of plant babies. Our next project will be starting an herb garden, hopefully soon.
I have grown to absolutely adore my houseplants, growing in windowsills all over my house. They have made every temporary home more inviting for being alive.
My Escape, aka Ellie.
Ellie the Escape is a Gray SUV, and she absolutely lives up to her name. After driving a car that I felt uncomfortable, unsafe, and trapped in, Ellie is a dream come true. I didn’t used to enjoy driving, but I’ve learned to enjoy driving longer distances over the past couple of years thanks to Ellie, who may have had a bit of help from Pandora Radio, and audiobooks.
One particular day about three months after I moved to the coast, my husband was away in training and I was feeling stagnant. I decided to just drive and explore this new city. Would you know, without an inkling of an idea where it was located, I drove directly to the nearest library, exactly what I needed. I left with a shiny new library card, a stack of books, and plans to return for an event. What Big Magic took place that lovely fall afternoon, all thanks to Ellie the Escape and a little fate.