Bring Nature Inside

…I am brilliant.

I’ve been saying for months that I want our house to look like nature threw up in it- without actual vomit or decay.

BUT TONIGHT, I FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE MY DREAM HAPPEN!

BECAUSE I AM BRILLIANT!

It began with looking up various patterns on Ravelry. I wanted something planty to cover up the command hooks holding our discount canvas on the wall. However, I don’t really want to pay for fake greenery right now, as pretty as it is.

I’ve been knitting for over 10 years, so why not see what I can throw together? Especially since, after increasing my meds to 30 mg, I am starting to get back to doing things I love.

Like knitting.

Initially, I was looking at garland because I had seen patterns for leaves a while back- which was what I wanted. But began to see little birds, mushrooms, and all kinds of adorable plushies.

Cottage core porn.

That’s when it hit me.

I CAN MAKE THE HOUSE LOOK LIKE A FOREST BY KNITTING AND HANGING VARIOUS TYPES OF BIRDS FROM THE CEILINGS!

And by making these plushies, leaves, mushrooms ,etc- staging them throughout the house. I FOUND SO MANY GREAT PATTERNS!

One of the things I am most excited about is how cheap this should be. Lots of the flora and fauna I want to create are the same colors.

A lot of them won’t take much yarn, either. Two skeins of various greens will be perfect for leaves!

I’ve been feeling the creative itch lately. I wasn’t sure what I could make that would bring me all kinds of joy- but this, THIS has me all kinds of excited that I haven’t been in months.

I want my home to feel like it has a heart. What better to reflect that than by creating a space with lots of nature in it?

Nature is the one place I feel at peace. Where I don’t worry about people watching or judging me. I get to simply exist and explore the world around me.

It’s magical. Observing the world around you. Really watching it. Respectfully interacting with the creatures in it.

I hope, with this plan, that I can bring the tiniest spark of magic into our home. But I was also a kid who made potions growing up, so this really isn’t out of character.

Oh.

Then this happened right after I told Trevor how much of a genius I am and that I am going to knit an owl to go in our room because it’s majestic and we need it.

He did not disagree.

We sat down to eat (pasta and garlic bread, if you were curious) while watching The Man in the High Castle.

This is also when Trevor read, and shared, that North Korea shot off some missiles. Which I don’t understand because it seems like a waste of missiles. And money.

Good for everyone, though, because they weren’t used for murder.

But then we heard a strange sound ten-ish minutes later.

Not sure if it was the TV or not (because it was raining in the episode), Trevor got up and looked out the doors in the sunroom.

IT MOST CERTAINLY WAS NOT THE TV! Flying north of the farm, there was a formation of around seven loud flying machines helicopters.

Or something else loud and used for air travel that isn’t a plane.

Their timing could not have been more perfect. Read about missiles in North Korea. Helicopters in the sky minutes later.

I love when things happen that I can’t make up. They’re a tiny little gift from the universe.

And I am going to give Trevor a gift. One that involves me taking a shower because I didn’t last night. Not to mention I’ve been wearing the same clothes for two days.

We’re on year two of COVID. I work from home. I also pushed our beds together last week so now we have a gigantic bed full of almost every single blanket in the house. And pillows. And plushes.

I am not sorry. This is how I am coping with everything. Becoming feral and hiding under mounds of comfort.

Makes me a little bit concerned where I might be if we hit year three, but that, as Lauren would say, is a future Amber problem.

More posts to come.

Published by amberalice

I’m not sure how to summarize myself properly (I struggle with simply being human). But let’s give it a try! Spiritual witchy hippie who dreams of three day weekends and human rights for all. Lunch lady to the neighborhood birbs (white breasted nut hatches are the best!). Adore my jumping spiders. Oh, there are also 50 or so plants we share our home with. And some rogue lady bugs. It’s always interesting to see where they show up. Like on toilet paper. This is where I add a heavy dash of queer, neurodivergency, and vegetarianism. Am big on hugs- I give them most generously.

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