Ukulele, umbrellas, unchanging, underestimate, understanding, unity, unique, unspoken, unusual, upbeat, uplifting.
I almost picked unity. But that sounded like what a beauty pageant contestant would say to impress the the judges. But I don’t want to be predictable so I guess it really makes sense that I pick “unique”. I’m thankful for the “unique”.
I like unique.
As we’ve gone through a house renovation but the past couple of years, I’ve learned that the pieces I still love are the ones that were never mass-produced. They are the ones that I don’t see in anyone else’s home. I’ve had some of my pieces for many years and they still “work”. The’ve stood the test of time.
Like the big copper bowl that sits on the lower shelf of a table.
The old sewing machine table with its mismatched top that has has been painted lots of different ways. Like the crocks that sit on each one my steps going upstairs. The pieces I’ve given away or are going to give away are pieces I’ve bought in department stores where there were a dozen of them on the shelf. That must have been a period in my life when I was foolish enough to want my home to look like everyone else’s. I don’t know what I was thinking.
I like unique art as well. No department store art for me. Of course, most of the art in my own is my own so I guess that makes sense.
(These three pictures were originally posted to my former blog called “the worm in my apple”, although I still own the domain.)
However, I’m often inspired by what I see in stores. Like with this picture. Can’t wait to put my own spin on it.
I like unique people, too. Not necessarily eccentric although I appreciate them as well. By unique, I mean people who aren’t afraid to be who they are. They don’t explain themselves. They don’t justify themselves. They have no qualms about voicing their opinion when appropriate because they’re thinking people. They aren’t worried about fitting in. They are kind.
I used to be far more predictable than I am now. I’m glad I got over it.