I had recently received Carly Jacob’s newsletter in my inbox. Carly is the maestro behind the blog Smaggle, a place where she shares very witty and engaging commentary on pretty much every aspect of life. I am quite new to Carly’s blog but I love the way she writes and was particularly intrigued by her post 100 Things I Really Like. Her simple message was to refocus your attention away from life’s irritations on all those things that make you happy and bring you joy. Dwelling on the positive seems like a simple way to reframe your perspective, so I thought it worthwhile to sit down and share with you my 100 favourite things.
edit: I started writing this post a few weeks ago, before the kids were on holidays and we began our move to the new house. While the kids are back at school, I am still moving, amidst earthworks. limited electricity, and the absence of muscle power. I am not insignificant, but where the movement of mahogany wardrobes and 6 foot bookcases are concerned, I am just one woman.
Onward….
- the smell of freshly cut grass…not very original, but I can’t help it, it’s true
- a misty morning
- cloud capped mountains
- mountains in general
- an uninterrupted ocean horizon
- green hills speckled with cows
- sheep – I have raised 4 lambs and they have the most engaging and loving characters…not at all stupid
- my kids…they are wonderful, funny, incredibly humble, considerate and kind. I am not biased
- close friendships, the type where you want to be part of their family
- to love and being loved
- the smell of rain on a hot and dusty pavement
- weather memories – you know those times a certain breeze or warmth brings you right back to a day long ago that felt exactly the same. I get quite giddy over this one
- drivers who let you in, when 20 drivers beforehand wouldn’t
- kindness…it is not hard, it is really very simple
- good dads – I love watching a thoughtful and engaged dad in action
- the smell of wattle – it is my absolute favourite floral scent, and I always get excited around August when the wattle trees start blooming
- open and deep conversations
- maple syrup – it is just the best, I just wish there were Australian producers
- the satisfaction you get when you have mowed the lawn
- a cold beer after mowing the lawn
- deep verandahs
- old homes with character
- timber floors
- natural materials – wool, wood, basketry, pottery
- David Austen roses – they look glorious and smell divine
- mangoes
- climbing trees to collect the best mulberries
- eating good food
- shopping for the freshest fruits and vegetables
- even better, growing fruits and vegetables
- the sight and sound of bees
- hiking in a national park
- stumbling across great places to eat
- feeling a sea breeze whip through my hair
- a hot shower on a cold night
- the smell of a wood fire
- going for walks with my eldest
- seeing my family – does not happen enough
- poultry – I just think ducks and geese and chickens are awesome – I want them all
- antique furniture
- those old silver cooking spoons excellent for stirring custard, and for everything else too
- cast iron cookware
- cooking pots hanging on the wall
- combustion stoves
- crossing the border into Queensland when travelling north to see family – we (that is the QLD born members of the family) all cheer
- the sight of a tall, broad gumtree
- the sound of birds (it feels eerily dead when there are no bird sounds)
- wildlife
- watching dolphins surfing at the beach
- a good book
- the food table at a kids party
- particularly those little red cased deli sausages we called cheerios in Queensland, but in NSW they call them little boys (really how inappropriate!) With tomato sauce of course
- a cheese board (damn my dairy intolerance)
- cheesy spinach cob loaf – people don’t make them enough anymore, but really what is there not to love
- John Williamson – True Blue is infectious
- The Fureys – will happily play the Lonesome Boatman on repeat
- listening to Hotel California, drags me right back to my childhood
- listening to the sound of waves rolling onto the beach
- Narooma (Surfs Beach and that Catholic cemetery that has the best piece of real estate in Australia)
- dairy country
- Being with my family, sitting out the back eating wood fired pizza or cracking into some freshly caught and cooked mudcrabs, sharing some laughs, memories, teasing each other for our frailties
- getting up in the morning and knowing you don’t have to go anywhere or do anything that day
- heading out to the garden first thing in the morning in your pj’s to put on a sprinkler, then spending the next 4 hours weeding and getting dirty. Then putting the sprinkler on and having a shower (not in the sprinkler)!
- farmers markets
- cool little produce stores
- an old fashioned butcher
- the sight of a clean and organised fridge full of fresh produce, homemade relishes and sauces, a promise of good things to eat
- finding good quality, well-fitted clothes at the op shops
- old linen, especially embroidered tablecloths – I have a few
- old fowler’s potter – heavy, robust, soft colours
- Vintage Johnson of Australia dinnerware in green or yellow
- the colours green (so many shades to love), duck egg blue, soft yellow (in saying this, I wear a lot of black)
- wandering quietly around a gallery or museum
- original architecture
- the ethereal light of a golden dawn
- vivid sunsets
- chasing light – how it falls, the shadows it creates, it’s softness, it’s harshness, it’s magic
- mood photography
- hand crafts – everything from a knitted jumper to stone walls
- a good strong coffee with lots of body
- really good people (not martyrs just good)
- snuggling up to your kids on the lounge
- a good nights sleep (I can’t quite remember what this feels like, but I am sure I would love it!)
- beautiful wool yarn and gorgeous fabrics (I like the choosing and the feeling more than the making!)
- human history – the culture, food, homes and their gardens, over the ages
- the novel Cold Mountain by Charles Frazier
- the movie The Big Blue (it is not really that good a movie, but it meant a lot to me for a long time)
- the character Gabriel Oak from Thomas Hardy’s ‘Far From the Madding Crowd’ – a perfect man
- Paul Newman – gorgeous, a true gentleman
- the voice and culture of regional and rural Australia (largely dismissed as having no value at all)
- school fetes, country fairs
- a lush garden allowed to grow a little wild
- a vegetable garden that has twists and turns, places to hide, places to sit, the clucking and scratching of chickens nearby
- cars with presence (muscle cars, vintage models)
- really big machinery (think draglines, open cut dump trucks) – their sheer size is awe inspiring
- all you can eat seafood (I have not seen one of these restaurants for many years, but gosh they were good)
- body surfing (I am a bit self-conscious about the journey from towel to water in my swimmers, but once in, good fun)
- picnicking by a big dam or lake
- driving (long distances, through different landscapes)
- being healthy and able – I try not to take that for granted
Well that is it – got a tad hard towards the end there, and maybe I will come back and edit a few, but it is an honest account. It was actually a wonderful exercise in reframing. At times I started to dwell on the things that peeve me, but refocusing on the positive reminded me that there are two sides to a story – for every shadow there is light.
I hope you find some time to think of your 100 favourite things list and that it brings a smile to your face.