Winter Improv

Some seasons just call for a little improv. Our winter has been one of those so far. Technically we’ve had a few cold days and a couple of snows, but not enough to really stick around.

This obviously requires a bit of winter improv! At our house that usually involves some twinkle lights, because everyone knows they’re not just for Christmas trees. And lots of white, a bit of dazzle and, naturally, SNOW.

One of the perks of twinkle lights is that they make the best sort of night light.
One of the perks of twinkle lights is that they make the best sort of night light.
And they make everything around them shine brighter.
And they make everything around them shine a little brighter.

One of these days the Hoosier cabinet will get a new color, but first I need to decide on what  color that will be. And yes, I am very open to suggestions.

I also love the way layers of textures and colors create coziness and beauty. Like this thrifted wooden tray with my new Moscow Mule Mugs, crocheted runners and some sweet mini roses.

Turns out that Moscow Mule Mugs and mini roses make the perfect combination
Turns out that Moscow Mule Mugs and mini roses make a perfect combination

And who made the rule that ornaments are only to be used at Christmas? That’s just silliness!

Ornaments and pine cones and shells
Ornaments and pine cones and shells

And back to the twinkle lights

Because, twinkle lights!
Because, twinkle lights!

And in the midst of enjoying a new season, comes the opportunities to enjoy the treasures it can bring.

Like the daily-ness of life
Like the daily-ness of life

Especially when those treasures come in the form of the college boy coming home for a few hours and a family dinner.

What sort of winter improv and treasures have you been enjoying around your house?

About Beth Moore

A Christ-follower, wife, mom to 4, lifestyle blogger, seamstress and seeker of daily glimpses of God's grace and redemption.

2 thoughts on “Winter Improv

    1. It is the way mom painted it years ago which is why it has the perfect sort of natural distressing, it just feels really dark sometimes. Maybe that’s why I’ve just left well enough alone for the past few years!

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