Happy Friday friends.
I hope the weeks been kind to you?
Anything lovely planned this weekend?
My best friend is meeting her first grand baby for the very first time this weekend and I’m so happy for her. Same for another friend who’s recently moved into what she describes as her first real home. I can see pictures being hung and homey things being set about and her relief and joy I can feel from here. If the weather allows, my sister will be up to her elbows in potting mix and succulents and with discussions this week about a multi layered fairy garden I’m eager to see how it turns out.
Now because it’s one of my favourite things to do, I’ve rounded up a few good words and reads to keep you company as you end your week and head into your weekend.
So take a few deep breaths, grab something good to drink and enjoy – – –
A Good Word
Source: Be More With Less
Words: Cool Urban Hippie
A Good Look
Any unbeaten paths calling you this weekend?
Photo by Debra Hunter
A Good Idea
You do not have to wait until you get to the other side to exhale. You do not have to wait until you finally see how it all works out in order to loosen your shoulders and breathe. You are allowed to breathe deep in the deepest part of the valley. You are allowed to stop and catch your breath even when you have been told to keep running.
Making it to the other side can make a difference in your life, but it is the simple, yet miraculous act of breathing that keeps you alive. It is breathing that keeps you on course, even when you must go at a slower pace.
Loosen your shoulders.
May you never deprive your body of the exhale.
You need it.
You need to breathe.
You need to know you are worthy of peace,
right here in the in-betweens.
A Few Good Reads
From Apartment Therapy
If there’s one thing the pandemic has taught everyone, it’s that our home environment is critical to mental health. And when the spaces you inhabit are limited to, well, quite literally, the spaces you inhabit, finding ways to feel grounded becomes all the more difficult — especially when you’re sharing a space with a partner, roommates, or an entire family.
We talked to mental health activist and founder of Saddie Baddies Priscilla Agyeman to learn more about the one thing that makes her feel grounded, wherever she lives: her plants.
“I really, really think that plants are God’s gift to us,” she says. “Having plants in your home is a reminder you’re not alone and you’re a part of the earth.” She adds that having plants in your home is a reminder you’re not alone and you’re a part of the earth.” She adds that having plants has also been linked to increased levels of creativity and focus, and decreased feelings of depression and stress. But it’s even more than that for Agyeman. For her, plants are the ultimate form of self care. “When my plants are sick or wilting, a lot of times that means I have also not been watering myself.” – – – keep reading
From The Guardian
Lucy Mangan always dreamed of having her own library. One new house and 8,000 books later, it’s become a reality.
I suppose it’s this one, then,” said my husband as we stepped into the garden. “It is,” I whispered, a covetous gleam in my eye and lust in my soul. “It is.” We had looked at every house in Norfolk within our budget. None had been right. This one wasn’t either, but … running along the width of the bottom of the garden was a former cart house that the current owners had made into two rooms, one big – used to put up grandchildren overnight – and one small, used as a study. Plastered walls, a flagstoned floor, three sets of French doors opening on to the garden: it was, clearly, a library in waiting.
The fulfilment of the only ambition I have held in life was standing before me: a room of my own, with every one of my books around me. There are about 8,000 of the buggers, thanks to more than 40 years of devoted reading and an unwillingness to let go of old friends. Very few of them are lookers – I’ve always gone for quantity of content over quality of livery – but almost every one evokes its own happy memories. Most of my Miss Reads, for example, came from a secondhand shop in Norwich the first time my boyfriend – now husband – and I went there 17 years ago. The shop has gone but we, and the villages of Thrush Green and Fairacre, remain – friends – keep reading
An d from Cup of Jo
I’ve been devouring Stanley Tucci’s new memoir, “Taste: My Life Through Food”, which is essentially a love letter to the role that food has played in his larger-than-life Italian-American family. He is a masterful storyteller, but what I love most about the book are his rants — like the one below — which somehow make the Searching for Italy host even more likable than he already is…
Writes Stanley Tucci:
Italians are very, very, very particular about what pasta goes with what sauce. Only certain “salse” complement certain “paste” and vice verse. This is why in any worthwhile Italian cookbook there will be at most three different types of pasta suggested to accompany a specific sauce.
There have been times when someone in my household (no names) made a traditional family sauce and served it with a completely incompatible pasta. I cannot describe the feeling I have when confronted with this – – – keep reading
Which reminds me I really enjoyed this conversation between Kate Bowler and Stanley Tucci on her podcast “Everything Happens”
So let’s finish with
A Good Listen
That’s all for now friends. If you’ve enjoyed The Friday Recliner drop me a comment or copy the link and pass onto a friend.
Have a beautiful weekend, rest up, do something you love xx