19 Sep 2013
the nature table
It was a space we deemed unnecessary, nor had the room to fulfil. Surely it would clutter our already bustling home? Pinterest defeated us with grand images of overflowing spaces; silks and gnomes aplenty where natural treasures filled large vessels balanced on areas as big as our dining table. Perhaps a tiny table and our fossicked shells and feathers would suffice. We took it slowly as we often do and let our nature table unfold and reveal itself to us. And now...
We go gently through this world treading a careful path to places of green, our baskets in tow. We collect snippets of this and that as gentle reminders of our travels and of the beauty we were immersed in. Like museum curators we display them on a rickety old table, time worn and filled with stories of yesteryear. Thrifted wooden and clay bowls are filled with nature's jewels and round glasses magnify every crease and curve. Literature is sourced to answer questions and wool and cloth come out to play.
As our day sails us past this space we pause often. At times we linger and peruse our natural gallery with enquiring minds and gentle hands. Often stories are concocted with shells and stones and handmade friends. Always we run textures through our fingers and move the pieces about as we sort and appreciate. Yes, the space is more cramped and looks grander and more open plan without it but our hearts' rewards far outweigh the sacrifice of space.
An ever changing collection of wonders and life that grows richer with each of our journeys. One which bends with the change of seasons. It is ever evolving and growing like the places from where our treasures were first plucked.
Do you have a nature table? Perhaps a tiny shelf or a simple basket.....