Jake’s topic this week is Favorite Place. This could be as small as a corner or as big as a city. I mentioned on one of my other posts, one of my favorite cities is Quebec City. I haven’t been there since I’ve had a digital camera so I had to go back to my photo albums for a scan. Here is a photo of the city as viewed from the river.
My favorite (small) place is my “dining room.” We have a table at one end that we almost never use (we tend to eat in the kitchen), but at the other end is a couch where I have my tea in the morning while I read and write in my journal, usually with one of my kitties on the arm of the couch beside me.
So you are wondering why there is a Christmas tree? Technically, it isn’t one; it is covered with birds. A woman I used to work with raffled it off for a charity donation, and I won it. I keep it up all year long and decorate it for the seasons and different holidays. My cats have made it a little worse for the wear, but I’ll enjoy it for as long as it lasts. As I sit on that couch I get to look at my books and my plants…ahhh…that’s comfort.
“…every room is a little showcase of its occupants’ values and personalities. Every room is about memory. Every room gives us layers of information about our past and present and who we are, our shrines and quirks and hopes and sorrows, our attempts to prove that we exist and are more or less Okay.”
Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird