musing on "the home"

I spent a few glorious days with my sister in Philadelphia and I was struck by her "home" needs. I wouldn't call her a minimalist, but she is not like me (a collector). She only has what she needs. I, on the other hand, love quirky things and I collect stationery, jugs, whimsical prints and want to start a few more collections down the road.

I must say, seeing how she enjoys her "home" made me think about just how little we need to be happy. And how much so many of us surround ourselves with to enjoy our "home".

I am in paring-down mode. Doing bits of pieces up to sell off... in order to gain more stuff!

Heh.