I should probably start by answering, "Why The Spacious Life"?
Partially because of what happened last night just after dinner. We were sitting at the table, plates swept clean, when our fire alarm started screeching like a banchee! My husband and I immediately darted like pinballs around the house, trying to find the flames.
Stove off, curling iron cool.
Finally, we squinted simultaneously at the lone, burning culprit on the kitchen counter.
You know your condo space is small when a single, quiet candle flame can set off such an alarming racket.
I love this home, though. This condo is my space: all 425 square feet of glory. It's where I rest, prepare, create, and come to be nourished. It is smaller than most of your garages, but it is home.
Space, and the lack of it, are big deals to me.
Therefore, to enjoy living in such a small home, I have determined there are only two viable options:
1. You can make every inch of it beautiful and tantalizing, each millimeter an enjoyment.
2. Put on your jacket and head out to explore other, more wide-open, spaces. Living in Seattle, there are thousands of delightful adventures all around.
(My condo, 2009)
I want to explore making home a restorative, creative space, while uncovering fine, imaginative living in Seattle and around the globe.
I want my home to be both luxurious in its serenity and a fascinating display of adventure and intrigue.
Photos from Cambodia,
(One of my favorite Jan Barboglio pieces just this morning, 2010)
This life is spacious: and I want to run into it, arms flung wide, ready to be delighted! I would just love for you to join me.