What inspires you?
What inspired me to finally start my own blog? After years of blogging at work and running the back-end of our blog one day it hit me like a bug in the eye. At first I tried to rub it away but then I got used to it and decided I could live with being a blogger.
My husband recently moved a piece of furniture upstairs to our bedroom. Kind of like a chaise lounge, but not really, it’s really just a piece of our three-piece sectional that we decided was taking up too much room in the living room. I love that we moved this piece upstairs to our room. I never thought of that in the three years we have been here or the five years we have owned this couch. The lounge sits snug up against the window nook in our master bedroom that faces the scenic mountains to the west of our home. The sun shines on these mountains in the early morning hours, illuminating their yellow, red and orange hues. The sun sets behind these mountains bringing forth from behind these mountains a different sky each and every day. In the winter the clouds get “stuck” on these mountains and almost looks like a layer of whipped cream slathered all over a sloppy sundae. It feels so natural to sit here on my lounge against this window that I never once took advantage of these past three years. My journals all nestled up against the window sill with pages of magazines torn out and littered beneath them.
These are my inspirations. A beautiful scenery. A journal to capture my thoughts of the moment. A nice cozy place to sit.
What are your inspirations? Please don’t keep me waiting, I must know!
Thanks for being a part of this journey with me.
The Wild Wonderful Working Jasmine
P.S. My “chaise lounge” also has a view of our crib. The crib that Nathan (13 months) will play in while I type my blogs or write in my journals. He’ll stand at the edge of his crib and smile at me and bounce. He’ll throw his toys at my computer when he’s had enough and he’ll rest peacefully in this space while I send my thoughts out to you. Another inspiration of mine? My beautiful, joyful little children, of course.