A Hobbit Hole and The Simplest Things

I was reminded recently not to despise small beginnings. I guess to take that a step further, we are learning to let ourselves be surprised by the smallest of things right now. A season of unemployment also means a season of time together. We call our little space our hobbit hole because it is cozy and half beneath the ground on a hillside. We’ve thrifted and dumpster dived and pulled out the sewing machine to fill it with little things that make it home and we are surprised that being right next to one another, hearing each other breathe, is just what we needed. We’ve barely started projects we’d hoped to complete by this time but something tells me the pulling in together of this season will be what really matters in hindsight. Smallest things.