A hiatus, of sorts…

A day goes by

and then a week

and then a few.

Trusting you had a merry Christmas and beautiful holiday…

May the coming year be fruitful.

and full of Love…

hope to see you sooner

than later.

~~

Happy pink…

 

two separate friends on two separate occasions

came over

and thought we were growing

onions….

on our table….

Maybe we are.

ooops

Oy…Christmas.

Maybe just me….but the thought of

pulling out Christmas

stuff

Isn’t intriguing this year.

I was all aboard two weeks ago…but petered out.

Did get a Charlie Brown tree decked him out with some

vintage ornaments

Put him in the kitchen/familyroom

Paperwhites are reaching…slowly.

Lulu borrowed some branches from the tree…

In all of her merry-making style

 

Happy Merry.

ish.

Everybody needs this…

A darling PINK hairdryer from the 50’s

Turned into a nifty lamp

A Charming new store has just blossomed

in our little beach town

Rife with perfectly imperfect  vintage finds…tattered couture….and lots of white.

Fabulous Farm Sales

~~Romantic Country~~

One of those stores that takes awhile to uncover

all of the hidden gems and goodies

Owner’s Erin and Mo  have turned The barn that was only opened once a month

to a lovely store front in Miracle Mile

Vero beach

 

And you can feel confident

that if you see something you need

It’ll go home with YOU.

Come find them if you are in town….

or get inspiration if you are not…

We all deserve a little bit of beauty…no?

~~~

Wing back chair…undone and redone. Cowboy style.

And… offishully DUN.

THIS was a wacky re-do. When you find a chair with good bones, and history….

well. You embarrass the Hell out of it

like any good parent

And call it a re-do.

and leave her looking like a shabby slipcover. And pretend that WAS the point all along.

It started out fairly innocently. $30 clam chair at the Habitat restore. Lee industries

Did’ja know that at Lee, each worker signs their name on the finished product?

Pride in workmanship.

Also….Helps in cussing them out by name.

BUTCH…I am talking to you, man.

I mean great hand tied springs…Down cushion…

But…Butch…Ya went  all wacky with the staple gun….which made it particularly hard to remove the half a trillion staples. And metal stuff I am sure there is a better name That I had plans to re-use.

Butch and his tribe were called a few choice words.

Gotta blame someone….and, hey, they put their names out there.

My re-use plans did not work so well

{^ not so straight.}

So... I had to make my own out of cardboard in our recycling bin.

don’t laugh.

Guarantee ya….Butch never did THIS.

Ok…granted, It didn’t help that my tools included hemostats, salad servers and a regular staple remover

Cowboy reupholstering.

I did have a couple of other well worn and loved tools

…and 37 cents. Don’t ask. I have no clue.

But i had help….Mega Help…

86 year old Grandma B at the helm….sharpening the scissors. old school style.

These are the hands that taught me how to sew…helped me reupholster and slipcover

and screw oh so many things up through the years.

Everyone needs a partner in crime like Grandma B.  Just the best   :)

although I think I caught her roll her eyes at the fabric choice.

I used the Serena and Lily five buck fabric…

and then an old swiss army blanket I had hanging around up to no good

I had fun slapping the tag back on…I dunno…
maybe it involved a tad of spite.
 

Cuz….she weren’t lookin so pretty.
 

But a full day and a half    BUTCH!    later….I called it a day.

And added our names to Cindy,Ramona,eblluh,Stan, Butch and Inspector EJ.

Ha….Take THAT!

Maybe the best part….

HE doesn’t fit on it.

Love him to pieces, but….we have to have ONE thing without black dog hair on it…

no?

X marks the spot…

So, on a thrift haunt

I came across an old wooden Surveyors measuring stick.

Couldn’t leave it. you know how that goes.

15 feet in length…with three slides of five feet each.

NOW what does one do with it?

Relegate it to the once boys room/office?

But there are already funky long sticks hanging in the hallway. Loitering, more like.

{Painted bamboo….you can do your own at a workshop here.}

So they are clearly not letting him join in their tropical fun.

Hate cliques

So plop him over on the other side…looking sad and forlorn

Above the shutters? In the kitchen?

Where o where will X mark his spot.

Shoot me your ideas…

A couple I found on pinterest…

Help a once hard working Measuring stick out

would’ja? Could’ja?

Permission to eat candy corn…

There are certain things that ring in

the change of the seasons

In our corner of the world the change is subtle

leaves fall….

weeds happily grow

Chandeliers get turned on

for another season…

Yep…fall is in the still warm

but kinda cool air.

Soakin’ it in.