Our home isn't perfect—it's usually overwhelmingly messy and we struggle to keep it under control. (I prefer to chalk it up to both of us having exceptionally creative minds, but take it as you will 😉) There are moments, though, when I look around and see that the chaos is made almost completely of things that we love: books, travel photographs, plants, art supplies, backpacking gear, guitars. It's a space that has slowly evolved over the years to reflect...us. It's ours. There are so many things I'd love to change, replace, renovate, but every now and then, the light hits just right and I realize how grateful I am for what's right in front of me (even if when it's a mess).