Thursday, November 29, 2012

A Family Gathering

I come here this evening after days full of so much joy and companionship and hope.  Although, today was a bit worrisome, it took a turn for the better as I stood at my window overcome to see a female cardinal on a branch of a sycamore tree.  After my parent's passing, cardinals would appear at times of great joy in my life and in times of uncertainty.  I willed this visit to be a good sign and grew even more hopeful when two male cardinals appeared.  They were glorious, the red so vibrant, so beautiful.  It made me cry, overwhelmed.  When the text came in, I was relieved, taking life one day at a time.  We are in God's keeping. 

But this post is about family and giving thanks.  This is my memory-keeper as we dwell in this 1917 home. 


Thursday, November 15, 2012

Dining Room Transformation

I had purchased toile wallpaper well over ten years ago, wanting to paper the center hallway in my old home, the 1936 Dutch Gambrel Colonial.  I, instead, opted to have it painted in a wonderful yellow hue.  I believe people have a love/hate relationship with toile, but I love it.  I don't want to be overwhelmed by it.  Subtlety is the key, as well as, giving it a modern touch.  Although, on a very extrememly tight budge and my husband's carpentry skills (more white collar than tradesman),  it turned out well, none-the-less.  We worked with the old paneling for budget and time constraints and the old carpeting.  After a thorough carpet cleaning, I am putting down my Script Bamboo Rug, which I had searched for and coveted for years.  I finally grabbed one up at Decor Deals.  (I will eventually get the link for you -- soon.) The Living Room had a makeover, as well, but I will share in another post.

(I read so many apologies on blogs about the quality of the photos.  I have a point and shoot -- my daughter's at that.  It is quite evident.  I may aquaint myself with lighting and such as time presents itself. I suppose you can take that as an apology of sorts.)

Thursday, November 8, 2012

A Favorite Sketch

My son's first art class.  I think it is perfection. 

First Snow

Nature is her own mistress, strong, impulsive, at times ill-tempered.  This day there was magic.