This is an accidental corner. In other words, this shelf here is 'supposed' to be clean (often used as a stage for puppet shows). But most days, it ends up piled with 'stuff.' Yesterday afternoon I looked over and thought the random collection of stuff from the day was quite a lovely sight to look at. There's a portrait of Calvin by Jessie sitting and waiting for a spot on the wall; an old pewter vase with flowers from a friend (which has been reminding me that I want to buy more flowers in these winter months) that I cleared off the table so we could craft; the pile of vintage nature books used for our Drawing Time yesterday, but not yet put away; and on top of those--some random toys I must have picked up but not put away in distraction. The cup is full of marbles (does anyone else find marbles EVERYWHERE in their home?); and then in the corner are our heart 'ornaments' drying and waiting to be hung. The random assortment of things from a day.
I'm intrigued by this idea of 'accidental' corners, and the beauty or story that appears from them, quite without intention or staging. Interesting...
More Corners here on Flickr.