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Thursday, February 26, 2009

A Simple Life

Something I struggle with but embrace is simplicity. If anyone knows me they know I am a paradox, love the free precious things in life, but love my luxuries as well. I keep thinking how Ligonier is a Paradox as well. We have so much beauty that is free and things to do that are worth more than anything but cost nothing. I love the socializing in this town. It is something I cherish. I know we all have our flaws and quirks, myself included. We all have stories and history whether in the Valley for years or other parts of the world. I always wish I could get a summary and helicopter view of the people that make up this valley. There's so much to learn and one will never get to learn it all. I adore how we can walk around and not worry about safety and talk to "strangers" and send them a smile. I am romancing Easter, Spring, and Summer in my mind. I look forward to those times. I love when the bunnies, birds, grass, and greenery come out. I love the pretty pastels and spring colors that invite us to dream. On the other hand I love Ralph Lauren and Lilly Pulitzer clothing. There is something crisp and clean and classy about each. Those are not the most expensive not the cheapest. What are somethings you cherish that are free and what are the luxuries you enjoy? Both in and out of our town. :)


Unknown said...

You know it's funny but I consider buying a good cup of coffee and a biscotti at Abigail's a luxury. I could easily make my own coffee at home or at work and I could buy a box of biscotti at Giant Eagle. If I did I miss out on those nice smiles in the morning and that's certainly worth something.

I always associate coffee with luxury because of the book a Tree Grows in Brooklyn. I remember that they had coffee and it was precious and their mom allowed them to waste a bit because it was the only luxury those children had - the ability to throw out what was left in their cup without guilt.

liggy girl said...

funny you say that, I thought of that as I typed that. I think it as a luxury as well. :)

Marnie said...

Well said, Liggy...and Diane, I remember that part well in "A Tree Grows In Brooklyn"!. It was the first novel I read as a child.