I HAVE A SOFT SPOT for this IKEA ad. Maybe because I’m a Cancerian (and therefore a homebody). Or maybe it’s because I’m moving soon and I’ve had lots of nesting urges. Or perhaps it’s because I visited the house where I was born last weekend. (Yes, that must be it.)
Twenty-four (yikes almost 24!) years later, my first home is barely standing. It’s devastating to see my origins as a pile of rubble, but somehow I still love to visit–especially when the Irises are in bloom.
(video via Capucha)
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There’s still something quite beautiful about it.
My dear Danielle, that is so sweet. I would whole-heartedly agree.
What a lovely stroll down memory lane! Oh, I’m a big fan of Ikea, too!
Hi Claire, welcome! So happy to have your company on this memory stroll. Please come back and visit us again!
I remember when your parents would take you up to the cottage during vacations, but it’s not possible to keep it safe when you moved to Gt. B. Squatters couldn’t wait to use it and ultimately ruined a once sacred spot. When they started stealing your family items…it just is hopeless. It is a sad statement that squatters don’t care if they ruin someone else’s property. Vacation cottages in the woods are just ripe for the picking of predators.
You’ll always see beauty in that spot, whatever is standing, whatever is blooming, however bare. You will always know what’s there. Thanks for sharing it with us.
The funny thing about that ad is that it makes me nostalgic not for home, but for travel; it makes me want to see other people’s homes.
I agree with Mike M actually. It makes me think about how much of the world I have yet to experience and how little I really know about the way in which other people live. Also, your photos make me want to go up to northern New York.