Happy Memorial Day

I hope everyone is having a safe and happy Memorial Day holiday. I'd snapped of few shots that I planned to post yesterday BUT my computer would not recognize my camera because it seemed that the USB wasn't working . I can't tell you how much time I've spent the last two days trying to fix this. Well it seems that it isn't the computer at all but most likely the USB cable so I'll probably have to order a new. I love my camera, I've had it four years now and it just does a great job but I KNOW it's way out dated. Still I hope it's just the cable and I don't have to replace the camera. So I'm posting a few pictures from my last Christmas at the old house. A lot has changed in a few years but it's nice to remember. Bright Blessings to everyone.

The Spirit Of Decorating

OK, I'd planned to paint furniture today but it's raining. I like to take the large pieces outside where I can get a good true light and I don't have to worry to much about drips or spills. I've been getting things together for a bathroom redo for some time now and hopefully that project will begin this week. In the mean time I put a few things together on a table to get an idea on how the colors I've chosen will work. The bathroom is tiny but it has a nice old claw foot tub so I'm going with a romantic look. Lots of whites and creams. As I was putting these things together I thought about the spiritual side of decorating. I really don't know what everyone else sees when they come into my home; but just in this little display I see a $3.00 table that I found back when I was just beginning to rebuild my life after some events that changed many things. It was a little maple table that had tons of battle scars and I felt a little scared myself at the time. I painted it a silky, creamy white and it turned out fresh and new and beautiful. The runner was made by my Grandmother Selma. She passed when I was about 11 and can you believe the Aunts were going to throw her linens out!!! I salvaged all that I could; Grandmother had already taught me to sew, quilt, crochet and embroidery and so had begun my love for all things handmade. I see her and hear her and remember when I see this runner, there are star fish here that I bought when I lived at the coast late in the 80's. They remind me of so many beautiful days there. There's a glass jar that was a recent gift from Brother. Some one was throwing it out and he said he knew that I could do something with it. There's a large decanter that Kirby found at a yardsale and he to knew that I would use it and love it, there's a beaded purse and string of pearls that remind me of mother and the aunts. This one small $3.00 table has a story and I realize that most everything I do has a deep meaning to me and now I'm thinking about how warm, rainy days are to be cherished.

This Little Old Book

I've been so busy the past few weeks and a bit under the weather too so I've gotten behind on everything including my blog. I have found some really sweet treasures and I promise I will post some pictures in a few days. But for today this is a little book I picked up a couple of weeks ago. It's a very old leather bound volume of poetry by Robert Burns. As you can see there are some water stains and damage to the leather but all of the pages are intact and it even has a charming little book mark that is actually a clip. I love Robert Burns and I wish I knew more about this enchanting little volume but there is no copyright date at all. I'm going to do some research to see if there is a way to clean up the leather and add some moisture to it. Still it is a treasure to me. I have so much painting, sewing, mending, not to mention "cleaning" and we are working a full schedule at the office these days so it's off to do some catching up tonight. I do take time each day to pop in and glance at my favorites list. It's makes my work day lighter.