One of today's Day-Off Projects is the dismantling of a decorating project that just never worked: The flower-photo wall. Until today, this wall above our armchairs--we don't have a couch--was a giant collage-type space of photos, silk flowers, and the occasional doodad--a little hand-painted Stuffed shape, for example, and various colorful hearts, even the hand-print/paw-print canvas we painted years ago--and it was always chaotic instead of merely colorful, and I just never really liked it. In four and a half years of living here, I never took a single picture of this wall, and that tells me all I need to know. 'Time for a change.
I do have a plan for the new-and-improved wall, but for now, it's simply time to strip, patch, and touch-up the paint on it. I actually prefer it the way it is now--half-stripped--than I did when it was filled with all the flowers I had collected the past few years.
And with the outside world in so much trouble today, it is a sweet respite from the terror-filled news broadcasts to slow down and notice again each of these bright blooms. Have you watched this video of a man explaining the Paris attacks to his questioning toddler? "They might have guns," he tells the little boy, "But we have flowers." This world! 'So many reasons to weep for it and so much beauty in it.