This is my newer, lighter dining room following my late night paint party. Just me and my date, Mr.Paint Roller saying farewell to my brownish looking taupe wall.
This was my wall color until a few days ago. There was nothing wrong with it but I had this gallon of white paint left over from my entry way…
and I had these old shutters in the garage that needed some work and someplace to go
so I grabbed some sandpaper and distressed them a little more…
…and decided to put them next to my French turquoise sideboard with its delicate claw feet.
And I thought creamy white walls would look the best.
I guess I was in the mood for a little change. And it’s amazing what a fresh coat of paint can do.
So now that my painting is done, I can start adding some simple decorations. Last year I had a black and red accents and I decorated my chandelier.
But this year I’m not sure. I seem to be craving less color. I’ll have to wait and see.
I did bring my wooden angels into this room and placed them over the mirror with some fresh greenery.
And I placed a vintage Santa next to a lantern filled with sepia colored music sheets that I rolled into scrolls. I saw this at Grey Lane Home and I loved this idea.
Brandy had scrolls inside the bottom of a glass vase as a filler. She also gave me the idea of hanging a vintage key from a ribbon. She’s such a clever girl, isn’t she? I think we all get inspiration from each other and it’s such a nice way of spreading creativity.
I also brought out my Grandma’s brooch and put it inside the nest. I remember how insistent she was that I pick out some of her jewelry during one of my last visits to her. She had brought out a tattered silk box and my Mom had been there too, to help Grandma with her hearing and we all sat together, three generations just talking and looking through her boxes.
At first I felt funny. All those years while I was growing up, Grandma had been such a lover of shopping. In fact, she introduced me to antique stores and flea markets when I was a little girl and so it seemed sad. I didn’t want to take anything because it would have been an acknowledgement of something I didn’t want to face. But it made her so happy when I agreed to take two of her brooches.
I think she’d get a kick out of how I’m displaying it.
Before the sun went down and prevented more photos, I managed to get some fresh garland over the window.
and my Dad helped me hang a very heavy berry wreath over my chalkboard. (C stands for Create except during Christmas)...
and I filled some terra cotta pots with candles and moss. An idea I got from moglio.tumblr.
I’m trying to enjoy the decorating even if it means going slower this year. Tonight we’re finally headed out to get our tree. It’s still feels funny without Patrick with us, but as Mr. Moss likes to say, the only thing we can depend on in Life… is change.
No, I answer back, I don’t like Change!
(except when it comes to painting)
I sure love that guy. He keeps me sane.
What’s on your mind today?
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