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The Nest

Apparently, the "nesting instinct" refers to the urge pregnant women feel when they are about to give birth---getting things organized in the nursery--tidying up the house getting ready for a new member of the family. I remember that feeling and the pleasure I got from organizing the bureau drawers before both of my children were born. After they were born the drawers NEVER looked that way again. Socks were with onesies-bibs were with overalls--but for that one moment I loved looking at the neatly stacked undershirts and matched tiny socks.
What I realize at age 66 is that I still have that nesting instinct, but it has taken a different tack from organizing bureau drawers. I refer to my home as my nest frequently. When I wrote Above & Beyond Wellfleet, many of the stories centered around seeking and relishing the comfort a home could provide. I referred to my mother in one story about how she always created a warm, beautiful and calm environment for our family--no matter where we lived or what kind of a budget she had to work with. I wrote that she taught me "no matter the circumstance, feather your nest with love and dignity."I have kept that lesson close to my heart. My home now is a condo I chose because I realized that I could use every square inch to enrich my daily life--inside and outside. Some of this blog will be devoted to expanding on how each corner of the condo has a purpose. The accompanying photograph is a tiny outside nook where I begin my day. It faces a beautiful little community garden and the early morning sun. It is where I have my morning coffee, write in my journal or read. It is a morning ritual that lasts about a half hour. Because this little outside nook receives the direct sun, I have been known to put on a warm coat, hat and gloves in the winter and have my morning coffee. It might be obvious through some of what I've previously shared that I quite fancy ritual. It helps--or at least I think it does- to bring beauty and structure to the day. 

4 Comments to The Nest:

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Sherrie Loveman on Monday, September 24, 2012 11:19 AM
I felt like I just had my coffee with Connie. A lovely calming memory and good advice. -S
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con on Monday, September 24, 2012 2:12 PM
Sher--what fun that would be--but now I will imagine it!

Sam on Monday, September 24, 2012 8:04 PM
I admire that you take the time to sit down and have a cup of coffee. You have learned to smell the flowers. Some of us don't do that. Maybe we should. Appreciating and accepting are important things to do. Enjoy your week.
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fine jewelry designers on Sunday, May 19, 2013 4:10 PM
Wonderful website you have here but I was wondering if you knew of any forums that cover the same topics discussed here? I'd really like to be a part of group where I can get feedback from other experienced individuals that share the same interest. If you have any suggestions, please let me know. Many thanks!
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