When you step in through the front door, the tea kettle is always boiling, and you can hear the sound of our canary singing. The rooms are filled with antique furniture, china tea cups on the shelves, and books tucked away in every nook and cranny. Each corner holds a memory. At the center of our hive, the kitchen hums with activity. And the scent of freshly baked oatmeal raisin cookies permeates the air…
These are the sights and sounds of home. Our creature comforts. The little signs that in the noisy chaos of life, we’ve found our quiet shelter.
“Home is the nicest word there is.”
Laura Ingalls Wilder
When we were little girls, we observed our mother while she spent her time playing house. She never seemed to mind sweeping and dusting, endless piles of laundry, or a sink filled with dishes and soapy water. Instead, she would smile and tell us keeping house had always been her idea of play. Following the example set by her parents, we worked alongside each other to create our haven.
Our mother taught us warmth and hospitality. We learned the recipe for a welcoming atmosphere includes the perfect mixture of kindness, elegance, and unpretentious grace. Home could be a quiet refuge, as well as an open door. A place to laugh uncontrollably, to let tears fall unguarded, and to talk into the wee hours of the evening.
Now that we are grown, the delight of playing house is a tradition we hope to preserve.
Which brings us to the purpose of our endeavor. This space was designed to cultivate a love for homemaking. Keeping house is an art form. It is an endeavor to create our world using our imaginations and ingenuity. A space dedicated to beauty and functionality residing side by side.
Thank you for joining us on this journey. We hope it will inspire and encourage you.
Lauren & Tamara