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Every collectible has a story.....

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Keri, from the lovely blog, Ivy Clad has inquired about the dishes stored in my laundry room drawers, and suggested I do a post on it...I posted this quite a while back, and you can read the story behind it's acquisition... I have reposted it here.... This past week has kept me very occupied...I have not posted for a about a week, and felt I could share a special story.... I have begun packing up my china and dinnerware and not enjoying a minute of it, other than recalling  the story behind every purchase, and remembering the acquisition. Like so many of us, I was always drawn to blue and white pottery, blue transferware, flow blue and the like...what I especially admired was Blue Mikado made in England, by Royal Crown Derby. I knew that when I began my interest in it, that it would be unattainable, because of the price and also because I could not explain my attraction to it, therefore I would in all probability never put myself in a position to buy it. I am not particularily...

One Room Challenge...studio/guest room

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I might be a bit late for this...I seem to have a severe mental block when it comes to linking and copy and paste.....I am going to give it a go, and see what happens.... ....small upstairs bedroom.... This is a spare, main floor bedroom, where my youngest son slept...during the renovation, we enlarged it...slightly, borrowing about two feet from the adjacent bedroom.. Since a guest room with a full ensuite bath is on the lower level, I felt two guest rooms might be a wasted space, but you never now, when a bit too much wine on a Friday night might necessitate unexpected lodging for one or more !! Seriously, I think the space should be used, and it would make a great studio. My goal is to shop from the carriage house, our outbuilding, which has become the repository for furniture and accessories I couldn't part with from my now closed shop and vintage finds....this challenge has prompted, and inspired me to get the room decorated and functioning...thank you, Linda, from Calli...

Rustled pears...revisited.

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This was the work in progress, last week, at attempting to bring a bit of the outdoors in....I was having guests for brunch and wanted a little decor to accompany the food...twigs and a few green branches from our woods... ....I had envisioned some tiny pears, still on the branch, to finish off the arrangement......luckily I found just the abandoned pear tree on one of the country roads near my home... .....the treasured, vintage French cookbook, below, under glass, was purchased at Refuge, my favourite home decor store, owned by Liz Hawley in Niagara on the Lake... It was pouring rain, when I saw the Bosc pear tree by the side of the road....but my garden clippers are always in the trunk.....I was totally drenched, but not deterred.... .....our country roads yield an abundance of material for anyone looking for some natural beauty to decorate with, especially this time of year....wild grapevines, gorgeous rose hips, wild sumac (beware of poison sumac!) and colourful twigs and gnarled ...

Every day...a Mother's Day!

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This year for the first time since I became a mother I will be away from home....! My sons will be able to golf to their hearts content on Sunday, without pause or worry about making it in time for brunch, lunch or whatever my husband and the two of them deemed worthy as a fitting tribute or celebration to recognize the day....silly really, I think! I adore my two sons, and enjoy their company and attention when ever I can...it is really gratifying as a mother, to see them as adults now, handsome, productive and engaged in so many ways.. healthy and happy. Really all I need to make my day! Every day.... My boys are both very dark haired and with dark eyes....their part Italian heritage...They would absolutely kill me if I posted any pictures here, now or when they were younger...seems like such a short time ago....so as a tribute to mothers this Sunday, I thought I would post pictures of our children....the innocent beauty of childhood.           ...