Browsing category: Voluntary Simplicity

The Noble Art of Leaving Things Undone

“Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone…”


Discovering Your “Enough”

There are indeed many good reasons to purge. It makes sense to purge when an item breaks and repairing it isn’t possible or feasible. It makes sense to purge when clothing becomes too worn or faded or no longer fits.


Keep Close to Nature’s Heart

“Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in awhile…”


What Do YOU See?

As we approached our wooded area on Saturday morning during our daily walk, my eye was caught by something lying on the ground.


Except For That One Year and That One Heron…

We were hearing an unfamiliar bird sound. Baby crows often make a similar racket, but this sound was different somehow… softer and less harsh. It was coming from the dense vegetation surrounding the brook in the field adjoining our property.


Seriously… Doesn’t That Look Like a Smile?

I want to show you the new frog in our pond. We’ve never seen him before this year but now he seems to be always nearby… usually basking in the sun on a big rock or in the grass at the edge of the pond. He’s easily recognizable because this is a smiling frog.


Keeping a Photograph… Purging the Item

Reader question… “I read in a book about decluttering and purging that a photograph of an item is a good substitute for actually having the item in your possession.”


A Toad in the Hand

This time of year the ground is still pretty cold here, and it’s not unusual to find toads buried deep into the soil. If we have any digging to do, we dig very cautiously.


This Is To Have Succeeded

“To laugh much; to win respect of intelligent persons and the affections of children; to earn the approbation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends…”


When You Give The Gift Of A Smile

Every morning I wake up with the feeling that I am being watched, and I open my eyes to see the youngest of our little five-pound dogs sitting motionless in front of me, staring at my face. If I don’t smile, she doesn’t change her position, but the minute I smile…