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.