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It appears that the unsuspecting visitor who comes to pay a call to Acorn Lane over the next several months will be subject to some of it's history! We have until July to pack up and temporarily move thirty five years of living in the same home, to prepare for our renovation...so editing and sorting has yielded some of the past at Acorn Lane... ....photos from some old files.... When I grew mostly roses in the garden, like the beautiful Abraham Darby, in the first photo, they inspired me in almost everything I did... The look of old world gesso finishes, and the art of the impressionist painters was the feeling I hoped to impart to the surfaces of the vintage sap buckets and containers which I made and sold in the carriage house...each piece was totally unique and the dents and imperfections in the containers contributed to the whimsical charm they imparted to any setting... I literally could not keep up with their production, and my Mom and I painted hundreds of pieces. an old pai

Dreaming someone will commission a vintage wedding this year.....just finished a wedding consult this afternoon.... A short post today....off to Chicago for the weekend to celebrate a friend's birthday. Some work always deserves a little play! Have a wonderful weekend! N.xo Credit for above photo, Victoria magazine.

When I'm stitching or tinkering, I'm usually dreaming....lost in some reverie my mind has stored and then conjured up from some other time.. prompted by an image or article I have read... Yesterday, while going through some old files that had to be sorted, I found some garden notes I had made a long time ago. It was information about the Chelsea Garden Show and the Hampton Court Flower Show in England.  I thought how timely, since we will be visiting England this October....unfortunately when all the shows are over! It is something I have always longed to attend and every spring I think this might be the year! But what especially made my heart ache, was the information I found, again, about Malmaison carnations, the heady fragranced Belle Epoque blooms of over a century ago... They originated in France, where else...as a chance seedling from the tree carnations, which were very popular winter flowers in the mid 19th century. It smelled like cloves, looked more like a rose, and

Все ткани - Tessutti. Помпон - кролик. Лыжи - стеклопластик. Палки - дерево, акрил.

We get a very limited amount of sunlight through our windows because of the woods, but in the winter, when the trees are bare of their leaves, the sunlight streams in... Much like this morning....it cast shadows over the lower terrace, and the iron garden set filtered its rays to create a lace pattern on the snow... I had a million things I could be doing, but decided to stop and savour the moment... One of those...stop and smell the roses kind of moment.... One of the things that will be a top priority in the renovation will be larger windows, so that we can experience more sunlight indoors and views of the garden and the surrounding woods will be maximized... The sunlight filtering through the milk glass gave it a translucent quality... Even the stopper on my olive oil bottle adopted an alabaster look.... Every little detail and relief was at an advantage... Everything looks so much prettier with the sun shining on it... Even this vintage bark cloth slipper chair in the kitchen l