Athen Sdrpc

A bedroom is your place of retreat within the refuge you call home. Its rituals are encouraged by the details with which you surround yourself: A crystal goblet of water refilled every evening at bedtime? A pretty trivet waiting for your morning latte, sipped while you prop yourself against mounds of pillows? Cuddling at dawn with the best of company—favorite books camped beside your bed? In the evening is journalism inspired by the imagined history of a hand-pieced quilt? My quilt is nubby with tiny loops of thread, the blocks worn to near translucence. Like the woman who created it from scraps of her life, I write my story in a blank volume—one stitch at a time. How about wallpaper of your own invention? I created a wall covered with Victoria and Country Living magazine photographs: a collage of golden pinks and pale reds around the window at the head of my bed. An altar reminds me to pause and remember, thanking God for the people and things I love. Photographs or outdoorsy things perch on my bedroom shelf as icons: seashells, river pebbles, a bouquet of dried roses, pieces of driftwood lashed with leather and tied with feathers. These are personal ways to thank God and remind myself of his love.