Another Christmas, For Which I am Blessed

There is light, love, and laughter through the tears for those, who are not with us, but watching over us with love...this I have to believe....

This is my lovely, mother-in-law, Miz Eula, who turned 90 in November...we feted her with a party...such an honor...

We should be as bright, beautiful, and healthy as she when and if we get there...

That Itch to Create

I can't resist...little bowls from Ikea, Pebeo French Paints, and "viola", Life becomes a bowl of you-know-whats

A tree form, some reindeer moss, a tin container (from the Goodwill, no less), stained with my husband's shoe polish...Some paper mache houses from Hobby Lobby, paint, dragees (for the wreath on the larger house, clear glitter, some snow (gesso)and the ribbon from Michael's..

A straw wreath form, an old, worn pair of velvet, Eileen Fisher lounging trousers, ribbon from Michael's, iron-on bonding materials (bond the ribbon to the velvet, and cut out shapes)...hot glue, and a faux, faberge egg...

 Almost forgot....spray glue, and gold glitter...never enough glitter in this world...


Never enough Purple passion...



 And, above all, never stop dreaming; of a better world, even when all seems dark...look for the beauty and the light...

A Thing of Beauty is a Joy Forever

Beauty, they say, is in the eye of the beholder...

Children are beautiful..

As are roses....

Once upon a time, I was a photographer by profession...

Then, I decided to become an interior designer...As a Gemini, I am allowed to do this...'tis a blessing to be allowed to do what one loves...

As a child, we didn't have alot of money,but my mother, bless her, always made sure we had paper and pencils and a library card...I didn't know we were poor, and I didn't particularly care...There was art, music, nature, and a lovely lady, who had a natural grace about her...

"Above all," she would say "be kind and be honest."  Those words have taken me beyond the sadness and ugliness in this world.

 Finding things that have been cast off, such as an old, silverplate teapot, worn through to the nickel...and honoring it, by making it yet another thing of beauty is important...more important (at least to me) than a brand-spanking new ugly espresso machine (although, I do love an espresso now-and-again.

Age is a state of mind...

In this world that if full of fear, anger, greed, and angst...please, hold on to the beauty, and don't forget to dream.

Some New Some Not So New

For a very long time, I had this flying sheep over my bed.  My first intention was to reproduce him, and have three, flying sheep...Never did - and as they say, "the cobbler's children have no shoes"...I was busy with other's homes. 

      

I decided that since I was a big girl now, a bit of sophistication was called for...I will always love my Country French, pine bed, but I love black-and-white, and I make window treatments, and love color blocking, as you will see.  I also love stripes...and did it ever pop with the fuscia!

I experimented with having white sheers over the bed, and liked it, and my husband was'nt wild about the fuschia, so the experiment continued...(For a designer, this is called "playing")

I decided this "Sophisticated Lady", was more appropriate than "flying sheep". Still, I don't have the heart to get rid of him...I am going to paint him with chalkboard paint, and put him in my office as the "black sheep" of the family.

I think for the holidays, it's time for another look. 
I do love red....