Summer swelter….

When even the hardiest of flowers

begin turning up their toes…

Well. Not the ALL of them….

This is a beautiful and mesmerizing copper kinetic wind sculpture from the artist Lyman Whitaker

(find more of his super cool work here)

that now resides in the jungle…

Thanks to my generous brother….He the art…not my brother is called ‘Double Spinner’

….and it does not curl up it’s toes in our heat.

take that pansy flowers!

Cottage Loved….a Vero home tour.

I love the champions of old homes and cottages and neighborhoods

believers. fixers. finders.

They walk among us unnoticed. Passionately working. Whispering life back into souls of wood and stucco…

acknowledging history.

Sometimes making a dime. Often not.

I think of the Jane Coslick’s  of our world.

saving Tybee Islands cottages…and their dogs and cats.

But every community has them.

Here, we are lucky to have  many.

Not a lot of old homes. And maybe not so old compared to other places in this beautiful country.

But In this little town, like many, we have some enclaves of old fogey and tenderly loved homes.

And thankfully… many keepers of their flames.

Like many communities…homes like the cottage above would just assume be razed. And built new.

But take a peek into the old beautiful soul….that may have been lost…

Yes it was pouring cats and dogs (so the pictures are darker…can we say cozier :) )….and the

 sound of the rain

on the metal roof was lulling…symphonic.

These old metal roofed gals SING in the rain.

Peeking inside original wavy glass windows into this cozy home was compelling on this rainy day

and…YES…I was invited.

 

Join me.

This beautiful aged relic was recently bought…like a week ago…and loved…by a local home lover, Cindy.

Original Dade county pine floors…scuffed from years of life. Newly shined with love.

filled with beautiful art and furnishings.

I can just feel the old gal sighing a happy sigh.

A vintage textile on a lampshade…gorgeous vintage tropical prints in faux bamboo frames

a nod to its history. Early Florida. In it’s hey Day.

Cindy…the new caretaker, has decorated it beautifully… all of it’s three bedrooms

and one bath.

a new barn-type sliding door has been added to the bathroom/laundry room.

Painted Robins egg blue, the old gal is

kicking up her heels a tad.

 

The kitchen is lovely…wood counters…cork floors…built in’s and shelves

Three beautiful and cozy bedrooms are housed in the back area of the cottage

One…maybe my favorite…exposed to the rafters

This cottage lives big…tall ceilings…wood detail.

And even a small “guest house/studio” in the back.

Just waiting for life to be breathed into it.

Cannot wait to see what it becomes!

Tipping my hat to the saver and lover of the oldies

y’all know who you are.

<3

Bike…trike…art?

Found a funky little bike in a funky little shop

that somehow needed to be on a wall

above an orange chesterfield

I need to paint the hardware that holds it up

the color of the wall

and lemme tell ya it was a $%%#@ bear to hang

darlin’ little trike.

Then our ceiling leaked all over the Big Ass chair….

The white splashes

Then everybody started complaining…

…and smoking cigarettes.

weathered and soulful…

 

The welcome of an old weathered

rolled in from the Ocean

door…

 

Oh how I love thee.