Still life

I had to run home during lunch today.

With a million things on my mind and a storm starting to brew outside, yet the minute I walked into my little home I felt at peace. No noise, no clutter, muted tones surrounding me and the last bit of sunlight filtering in before the rain storm.

This house was filled with kids and people all weekend. Friday evening cocktails with family visiting from out of state.

7 year old giggling girl sleepovers both nights. A dinner party with new friends on Saturday night. And more family festivities on Sunday afternoon.

There were kids shoes strewn all over, cupcake wrappers on the counters, cracker crumbs on the floor. Cheese platters in the living room, opened wine bottles in the dining room and dirty dinner plates lining the kitchen counters. A house full of people.

Adult conversation could be heard inside the house, while the sound of laughing and cheering kids could be heard out back. A house full of life.

Today my house is clean, organized, and the only sound is that of birds chirping outside. When I return back home this evening it will be just the 3 of us. A house full of love.

There's something about an empty house in the middle of a weekday. It's almost as if the house is resting, rejuvenating itself after a full weekend. Like you walked in unexpected and caught it taking a snooze.

Like me, it's as if my house is taking a few slow and steady deep breaths.

Could it possibly know that within the next week things will be changing?

Everyday accessories will be packed up and replaced with holiday decor. The traffic will steadily increase as out of town guests arrive and depart. Packages will be snuck inside and hidden away, the fridge will slowly fill with goodies, outlets and timers will be at their maximum capacity and our wine collection will gradually dwindle.

Well, for today~ I'm holding on to the peace and quiet. I'm enjoying the feeling of a slight stir coming on, just off in the distance.

xo~
Tricia