I have a dream

This week marked the 50^th anniversary of Martin Luther King’s famous ‘I have a dream’ speech. It got me thinking about dreams which I have – whilst they may not be as grand or visionary as King’s I know that my dreams would make a huge difference to my little life!

I have always dreamed of living by the sea. I love nautical style and that beachy driftwood look. Something about watching the waves roll onto golden sand is so hypnotising and so calming, but equally watching grey stormy seas is somehow so emotional! If I win the lottery any time soon then I will be snapping up a little whitewashed cottage on the edge of the sea somewhere. I want to wake up to the sounds of crashing waves and seagulls and stroll along the sand collecting shells and seaglass.

I dream that one day I will live somewhere where I can grow stacks and stacks of fruit and flowers and fill my home with beautifully scented blooms in every room.

I dream of a day when I can be happy with what I’ve got. Not that I’m ungrateful or don’t know how lucky I am – that’s not what I mean at all. I mean a time when I can lust after something which someone else has which doesn’t send me in to a fit of jealousy because I can’t afford / can’t find / one of my own! Reading other people’s blogs is a bit of a curse for me – one the one hand I think they are such a great source of inspiration for me for craft and how to style my home. On the other I am positively green-eyed about the bargains other people get at car bootys, the wonderful freebie ‘finds’ they discover in skips and the ideas for handmade craftiness which they seem to have!

 

I dream that one day, just one day I will wake up and know what to wear without having to think about it. Every morning I have to try on at least three pieces of clothing until I feel happy enough with how it looks. I’m sure that it’s nothing to do with my wardrobe and everything to do with how I feel about my own body, but I’m not ready to make any big changes in that department!

My secret big dream (don’t tell anyone...!) is to open a little vintage shop in a tiny village. I want to spend time sourcing vintage pieces and then thinking of a story about when they were first worn and who wore them. I won’t just sell clothes though – I am thinking teacups, coloured glass vases, dinky silver cake forks, pretty floral plates and retro furniture. Basically, everything which I’m trying to smuggle into my own home! There would be a little space in the corner of the room with tables for people to sit and have a cuppa and a cupcake and a good ol’ natter! I would also like to sell some handmade things of my own and other local crafty people.

These pictures have all been taken from my favourite Pinterest boards, a constant source of day dreaming!

Do you have any dreams – big or little? What motivates you to keep trying to achieve your dreams?

Until next time,

K x