Take a broom, for example.
There's a saying that goes something like this:
Have only things in your home that are useful
and that you believe to be beautiful.
I said 'something like this'
because I know that's not the quote exactly
but you get the point...
I would post a picture of my broom,
but ya'll would all feel so sorry for me,
I'd have brooms arriving in the mail
and via UPS
left and right.
It's a cheap-o broom to begin with
and it's broken
- in more than one spot -
and duct taped together.
(but only in one spot)
And it's been re-duct taped.....
It still works
But it certainly isn't what anyone would believe to be beautiful....
And this is where it gets complicated.
I can afford to buy a nice broom.
A pretty broom, even.
But is it really necessary?
I can, after all, sweep the floor just fine
with my broken to bits broom.
Would I enjoy the feel of a nice bamboo handle while I sweep?
And would the swish of sorghum grass hitting my floor
make the task more pleasant?
Sure. Most likely.
But does that really matter??
And take jars.
I have this one perfect jar
that TJ found a couple of months ago.
It was buried out by the old building he tore down for us.
I loved it the moment I saw it - still caked in dirt.
Tyler laughed at me yesterday when I told him
I'd be sad when it was empty.
I'd just used the second-to-the-last 1/2 c. of honey left in it.
"Can't you just refill it?" He asked.
Of course I can.
But it seems a little silly
to pour honey from one perfectly good
- but not perfect -
simply because the one jar makes my heart sing a bit
when I see it,
I over-complicate things.