Parting Is Such Sweet Sorrow

Parting is such sweet sorrow. If you have been visiting my little corner of the blogosphere for any amount of time first, I thank you.  Truly.  I know there are literally millions of other blogs you could be spending your time at and I am honored that you are spending your valuable time visiting with me. Secondly, you must surely know my love all things summer and of my fight with change that occurs every August. This year is no different.

My home has spent the latter part of spring and the entire summer dressed in beach attire. Each trip to the ocean unearths new treasures to fill jars and baskets or to stack up, line up, or spill casually onto a shelf or table top In my home. I still have a shell I picked up while dating Mr. I wrote the date and the name of the beach he took me to on the underside and every time I see it I am reminded of that date and a love that was just beginning to bud.  And then it dawned on me that I never did get around to posting anything inside our home! So, come on in before it changes again.

Doesn't that drift wood remind you of a dolphin in the waves? Or is it just me?

I made the garland from a used paper towel tube and jute twine.

Always looking for beach glass-like precious jewels on the shore.

I have yet to find something to pot in cute pottery from Anthropolgie. The rocks are from a visit with Mr. to Block Island.

Heart stone and Grandmother's ginger jar.

A painting purchased on Cape Cod on a summer vacation 5 years ago.

Shells from the beach in Galveston, Texas a few years ago.

All our treasures remind me of carefree summers, walks on the beach, my silly girls chasing seagulls as little ones, and the one and a half hour rides in the car with the windows down as we sang old Journey songs at the tops of our lungs-totally worth every minute. They are all good memories dancing casually into my conscience as I look around at our home.

Gallery wall in the living room features pictures of two of our girls at the beach in days gone by.

A starfish tethered to the serving caddy works the theme into the dining room.

A little burlap and a hot glue gun for instant art. I did brush the starfish with glue and dipped it into glitter first.

A painting from Brimfield from many years ago gets some company from this sea star.

An aqua colored glass jar brings the ocean into the bathroom.

Yes, those are shells on the bottom of my bathroom curtains.

The weather is beautiful here and the beach is calling but I must not listen to its siren calls and press on into the new school year. The thought of Autumn has skirted around in the corners of my unyielding brain. Ideas for Fall decorating have waited patiently as I make my peace with the end of lazy summer days, swimming with friends and cookouts. I am prepared (at least outwardly) to embark on what  will be my middle child’s senior year of high school. Another reminder that things can't stay the same- seasons come and seasons go.

Sweaters and tall boots can’t be too far behind. And, I think I feel a twinge of excitement about that.